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Old 05-25-2012, 07:16 AM   #8106
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In 1982 I enlisted in the United States Army at 17 years old. There was nothing that I loved better than being a soldier. The starch of my uniform, boots so shiny that I could see my smile in them, mud and rain and tears and pain and pride. In this world I only love God and my family more.

While I admit my enlistment initially was simply a means of getting away from here and the oppressive tyranny of my parents household, it became something much bigger than me almost immediately.

As I walked the grounds of Yorktown, Gettysburg, Appomattox, Dachau, Berlin, and so many other places where Americans fell and fought for, I knew I was honored more than I deserved. Because of them. This isn't Veteran's Day. Don't thank me. I didn't do shit. I put on a uniform and showed up to work every day. Today is the day for them. Those that gave all.
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