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My son enlisted in the Air Force today. It was my privilege to stand next to him and raise my hand and re-enlist for the last time. I have one son and he has chosen to serve his country. I’m very proud of him. I pray that he will be safe, but I pray more fervently that he will be tireless, honorable, and courageous, no matter what the price. He plans to be a Special Operations Warrior also. I give him to the nation to use as a weapon of war.


I also pray that the Air Force is aware of the awesome destructive power that I have just delivered into their hands. You have no idea...

A quote comes to mind from a Soldier, Patriot and Philosopher. (French, believe it or not. Whodathunkit?)

"I'd like to have two armies: one for display with lovely guns, tanks, little soldiers, staffs, distinguished and doddering generals, and dear little regimental officers who would be deeply concerned over their general's bowel movements or their colonel's piles, an army that would be shown for a modest fee on every fairground in the country.

"The other would be the real one, composed entirely of young enthusiasts in camouflage uniforms, who would not be put on display, but from whom impossible efforts would be demanded and to whom all sorts of tricks would be taught. That's the army in which I should like to fight." --Jean Larte Guy,