All i'm going to say, is my time in the service was both the best, and worst time of my life. It was that experience that has defined my character, and my person. I identify with, and carry it with me every day of my life. I'm filled with both pride, and regret.
While i have mentioned my service a few times on subsim, in real life, I rarely, if never mention it. In fact, if it were not for my Fiancee who insisted on displaying it, most of my "wall paper" would be tucked away in a cardboard box, in the back of the closet. Never to be mentioned, seen, or discussed. For while I am very proud of what i did, where i went, and the traditions i carried on and was apart of, I am humbled, and I keep my mouth shut. Because, while i did endure plenty of hardship; I still ended my service with all eyes, ears, fingers, toes, arms, legs, and feet i enlisted with - and I didn't come home in a box. Others, in both my time, and especially with today's generation of GI's, were not so lucky or fortunate. (The same can be said for every previous generation, throughout every conflict or war we have ever engaged in)
Last edited by Ducimus; 11-11-10 at 08:32 PM.
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