"Kell!" Yelled the woman in the car. "Kell! Kell!" she shouted again. Eight years old at the time, he did not recognize her. It wasn't long before the two were embracing and sharing tears. "I'm back," she assured him. "Things will be different now." The woman in the car was his mother, who he was now seeing for the first time in six years.
Army West Point Athletics
WEST POINT, N.Y. - Kell Walker was playing football in the street with his cousins when a car pulled up on the road.
Walker's Journey to West Point a Story to Tell
