Last night I came home from a friends house and I checked the mail. There it was, a small envelope lettered to me with a U.S. Naval Recruit Training Center crest in the left corner.
The huge smile on my face was genuine, and so was my skip. It made me so happy to have some kind of contact with him. To hold something he held only a few days earlier. I got home and I was finally happy. I read it over and over and cried every time. I went to bed feeling good. Finally.
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