He Mocked My Navy Service At My Own Wedding — Then A Major General Walked In

had replaced my mother’s wooden table. He laughed the particular laugh of a man who believes he is being magnanimous in his amusement.

“Playing soldier?” he said. “This is another phase. Like the creative writing.”

“It’s not a phase.”

“What you want,” he interrupted, “is stability. A real career. Not running off because a uniform looked shiny in a brochure.continue reading …