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I've been thinking a lot about veterans and the military. They seem to be catching my attention lately. Here is another prized possession, somewhat. I remember this 18 year old young man, who just got into Westpoint. He was extremely excited and proud of himself for all his hard work. I asked him what was the one thing he would bring with him to school to remind him of home. He brought me into the garage and pulled a garment bag from a rack. It was his father's uniform, who was stationed Iraq. He went on to tell me about his father and how he was his inspiration for Westpoint. I couldn't help but be drawn to his hand that was feeling the uniform repeatedly without hesitation. Over and over. Over and over. I hope he is doing well.
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