POW training - USNavy

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My son-in-law, Keith, a New York fine art photographer and father of #3 grand daughter
sent this to me today from his Navy days...
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"I looked this article up because it's something I experienced back in my Navy daZe, part of my training. Something I sometimes forget I did this then remember with a bit of shock. My five years in the Navy were a weird time. Like most armed forces members I was young, naive and had joined as a means to improve my life. I also wanted the college money, which I quickly found was non-existent or elusive at best. My whole time in, two years of training–three years in squadron, I counted the days till I would be out and could have a "normal life". When I got out I bolted and cut ties with everyone I had known during that time and started a new life with a career in the fascinating and exciting world of web design :-\ Only some years later was I able to look back and appreciate the people, places and moments I experienced thanks to the Navy. I'm glad I got out, but sometimes I wish I could revisit that time with a little more understanding and appreciation. This part of my life shaped me more than I give it credit for."


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