Proud Marine Sister (the real thing)
It was a cold and rainy day in Oklahoma when I was getting on the plane to go to San Diego, California, to watch my brother, Cory, graduate into the marines. I was nervous and anxious to see him. All I could think about was seeing my brother again. I was also scared, scared that the marines changed him too much and that he would never be the "Cory" I knew, but yet I was proud, very proud, not only...
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