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Posted by Bell on October 11, 2007
Eleven months and seven days ago a young man enlisted into what he thought would be an adventure, a new life, and a career. But he did not know of what he would see or do. He saw his friends die before him as he drove the tank that lead them into war. Men shot at him as he walked through run down towns and he killed those who stood in his way. He stops to think for a moment, to get away from the terror in which he has lived through. He thinks of how he has done his part and how all the dead soldiers who were a brother, a son, a father, or a husband, left their loved ones as he did to save strangers. He prays to God, the fighting is over bring us home.
Johnathon Ricker
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