They willingly go. Something about the call. A camaraderie. A duty. Our Veteran's. Bound by a creed. Actions speaking louder than words. Old and young. Single or married. It matters not when the call arises. They, are our Veteran's. Our son. His desire. To be a Marine. He longed to serve. Test scores high; College material. Not for him. His heart; enlistment. He was not yet 18. I wrestled and struggled, not my will but thine. I respected the call, I signed for my son to ... View Post