Those where the men I looked up to as a young boy.
Those were the people like whom I wanted to be.
I’d watched them leave years ago and now they were back wearing their uniforms, some with medals on their chests and some without, but all looking their best.
They weren’t the men who’d left all those years ago.
These were different men.
Harder, more disciplined.
But I still wanted to be like them.
I wanted to be one of them and one day I would be.
I just didn’t know it yet.
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