I remember when people asked recently when I joined the marine corp. And id explain with Ehlers Danlos my age got changed so baby time is relatively short. Like 3 weeks to 3 years old again and I was a toddler for a year and a half where my coma ate away at my age essentially. The micronutrient. Specifically for my coma to keep me alive was my youth. But it didn’t delete moral things like maturity. Imagine, dangerous world.
But I joined in 2001 after there was all these recruiters and flyers in Marietta after Id been transported back from NYC and volunteering for the VFW AND VFD just anything no real attachment to a crew, anyone willing to get around.
And I took a flyer from every single battallion and branch
.and I got hired. [Not knowing nor realizing putting my name down on “Recruitment for Volunteership” was signing up. Oh they were sneaky, to recruit back their old recruiter to be instated and back to boot camp to get the Volunteership form to become a Marine Corps. Recruiter. So yeah, my recruiters fucked me too. Everyone has a story cont 🎬🎬].
Marine Corp. first it was my baby branch as I knew who my adoptive father was working for.
The entire family works branched and doesn’t say much and I’ve been the most honest and I always twiddle
The recollection in color every time I was promoted and received a family member’s file. Then The File for my 20th. In 2021.
The holidays have been very different
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Stay on my path and work out help out take care of Sam
..a musing and reflection. I realized I stumbled when I tell the most recent way I joined instead of when I wanted to all along and it made sense. 1957. MKULTRA the good ol’, days. Imagine that. It got classified bc we did so well yalllllll ‘the sweet echo of happy Sam of Marietta 73’til infinity boiyoooo]]].
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