USMC

When I was in college getting my degree in 'getting out of college before the money gets cut off ', I decided to join the Marines. My dad was a career Navy Pilot (Air craft carriers) and my brother was in the Marine Corps. So off I go to Parris Island in the Fall and Quantico Virginia (Officers candidate school) the following Spring. Absolutely the hardest, most rewarding thing I have ever done. No matter what happened after that, I always felt I could get thru it. Kind of like how we all feel when we are REALLY depending on God and His strength...you just know it's gonna be alright in the end, if not here -where we are- then at least when we finally get to go Home. And believe me, nothing beats going home after 10 weeks of Boot Camp...nothing...I can actually say I wanted to kiss the ground when I stepped off the plane. Wonder if we'll do that in Heaven?

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thanks for reminding me Nancy