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