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lawman56
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Very true, Facman, very true. I was fortunate. I went in the Army in 1985 at the age of 18. Didn't get shot at until I was 20. By then, most all of my NCOs, from squad leader up, were Vietnam vets. They took the time to train us right. Although I took a few hostile rounds here and there, (mostly in Honduras), I didn't meet a determined enemy until 1989, in Panama. By then I was 22 and had matured enough to be a team leader. The 'Nam vets had mostly retired by now, and I will credit them greatly for teaching me how to remain, (or at least appear to), calm and decisive under fire. Anyone who has ever cleared a city, will understand the adrenaline and fear around every turn, behind every door or window, and every alley. Especially when your enemy is dressed like the civilian populace.
A year later, I'm in the gulf, and a year older, wiser, and smarter. Now I'm the squad leader passing on what I've learned and experienced to young troops.
I really do believe age plays a major role. Or more accurately, maturity, plays the role. Lord knows I've met some very immature people that were older than I.
A year later, I'm in the gulf, and a year older, wiser, and smarter. Now I'm the squad leader passing on what I've learned and experienced to young troops.
I really do believe age plays a major role. Or more accurately, maturity, plays the role. Lord knows I've met some very immature people that were older than I.