I sure am glad that when I was a kid there wasn’t any reporters interested in anything I had to say!
Noone ever shot at me when I served, so this young man gets a free pass from me anytime. There was very little about the service I liked when I was in. Half the time I understood why they locked up our guns and seldom handed us ammo.
One thing you can bet: when he’s finished with his time, and prayerfully in one piece, he’ll be forever proud of his service. He’ll be looked up to by his friends and family. He’ll be able to look a lib and war protester in the eye, shake his hand, and wink at his gilrfriend, thinking, she’s going to bed with a pussy.
Here’s to you, kid!