Transcript for Never Coming Home, Day 1: Nick Spry.

Irvin Spry: I'm Irvin Spry. Nicholas Spry is my son.

He left here, he left Fort Bragg, on a Sunday night at 9:00. And they stop over in Spain, and then they fly on in to Baghdad. Baghdad's war zone.

Then when they hit the tarmac, they were loading their weapons. He was in-country two days, and they got in their first firefight. And he killed three people.

There's days when there was a bombing on TV, and you'd go to work and you'd wonder all day. That night you get home and turn the news on and find out it was from another outfit.

So, the first thing you feel is relief that it wasn't you. Then, the next instant you feel the same gut feeling that someone else's family is going to get the news, you know?

Beverly Fabri: My name is Beverly Fabri. I'm Nick Spry's mom.

I mean, he was only eight months out of high school. The day he left for Fort Bragg was the first time he had ever driven over the Bay Bridge.

He was very proud yet very ashamed of what he was doing. He knew he was going to do right, but he couldn't get past his mind that killing was wrong.

A car pulled up in front of our house at 11:15 at night on Valentine's Day. We were just getting ready to go to bed. And about that time they walked into the porch light, and I saw a man in his dress uniform.

I didn't say anything to him. I just turned around and walked in the house, and I told my husband and Nick's girlfriend. And I said Nick's dead. He's been killed. Tried to tell us what happened, and that was it.

Irvin Spry: He was 538. Number will be burned in your head forever.

Beverly Fabri: Every time I go to his grave site, something new is added.

The day after the prom, there were several corsages, boutonnieres, because I know that's where they went after the prom—they went to his grave.

Irvin Spry: I had a bad feeling before he left that he didn't realize how bad it was going to be.

If he had gotten back alive, he never would be the same person anyway, obviously, because of what he'd seen, what he'd already done.

Beverly Fabri: When I was down in Fort Bragg the day he left, and he and I went for a little walk. I told him I had an idea. I knew in my heart that he was never coming home.

He was too gung-ho to do a good job. And I came home and started planning his funeral. I had all his songs planned out. I knew where I wanted him buried.

But until I said it out loud to Nick's dad, but when I said it, he said he that he had the same feeling. He knew he wasn't coming home.