Memorial Day: We know the faces USA
Whenever I see a picture of a U.S. Marine, my thoughts are transported back to forty years ago. I recognize the face. It is mine. It changed back in 1982, whilst a previously lumpy 26-yr-vintage 3-and-a-half-12 months college student clawed and crawled and driven himself thru boot camp by way of the ragged edge of tentative tenacity. I understand about the morning wake-up calls drill instructors slammed trash can lids on the spotless ground, barracks overhead lighting blazing in sleepy