i guess since the majority of the true friends that i have are my brothers and sisters in arms, i will always have a special place in my heart for those who have served this country.
when i first enlisted in 98' i had no clue of what my view of the world was. i didn't know anything about other countries, cultures, people, foods, etc. i just knew that i wanted to get out of the hood and do something different.
after almost a year's worth of training as a medic i ended up with Marines on Paris Island in South Carolina. from that experience i learned a lot about myself and gained an admiration for Marines that will never fade, even though i was a Navy dude. i did everything they did except i would take care of them if they got hurt or injured.
from there i went and lived abroad....Sicily, Italy...a place that i will always call home. the view from my very first apartment was spectacular. living on my own in a foreign land was an experience that has helped shape my world outlook and give depth to the way i view cultures different from my own.
finally touching down in Atlanta to be stationed with Marines again, was a blessing and a curse. from here i faced one of the most unforgiving tests of my life. going off to war. Iraq 2005...and what an experience that was. lets just say...i know first hand how fragile a human life is and how frail and vulnerable the shell of a human after it has been annihilated by made man objects and once the essence is gone. it is a tremendous thing to witness first hand on a day in day out basis the fragility of life.
so with all that being said, 8 years of active duty service later, released in 2006, my life has been shaped and transformed, forever, by the time i served and i will always keep in my heart, the brave men and women who served before, during, and after me and the commitment that we shared in protecting and serving this nation.