There was this kid in my boot camp company that couldn’t ever remember to put his t-shirt on with the tag in the back. I can remember looking down the ranks at him at inspection and seeing that tag sticking out like a little tongue. He would get in so much trouble and we couldn’t seem to help him. Every now and then, I wonder what became of him.
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