A Sacred Moment….
I tend to write about dating a lot and/or my perception of whatever the hell I feel like talking about; however, today I am switching gears …. I want to try and share a moment that I’ve never experienced firsthand; however, I was lucky enough to be an onlooker to what I believe to be one of the most sacred moments in the life of a Marine. Shortly after the last few steps of the Crucible have been taken, tattered, tired, yet, still very motivated the nameless recruit steps into formation. The pack that they carried the past 3 days is
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