they stressed to us that it was called "the service" for a reason...

Sunday, Mar. 23, 2003 8:49 pm

if this were a sigh, and it is, it would sound like this;

protest, it's our right as americans to do such things, but be respectful, please. People are dying. People in uniform are doing a job to protect others.

I was trained to kill. I took crap and punishment and vicious conditioning from Drill Sargents and sucked it up,

but a cabby giving me the finger while I was walking home in uniform actually made me feel pretty shitty.


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last five:
A Winter Letter - Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2007
almost but not quite - Wednesday, Mar. 22, 2006
rural times, blue skies. it feels so warm over my hair - Wednesday, Jun. 01, 2005
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004

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