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Originally Posted by Samurai of 2day
You are absolutely right. Even though military service can provide us with MANY uncomfortable and sometimes horrific experiences, the fact that we shared those experiences with people we consider to be family for the rest of our lives makes those memories unforgettable.
Those kind of "less favorable" situations help to keep us grounded and also makes us appreciate the good things we experience and accomplish.
If I had my way, more people would see this simple truth.
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I absolutely agree! Our unit got together through the fainting, the thirst, the bitching and the one Mofo who stuffed his pack back with pillows so he wouldn't have to carry the shit around. I wanted to kill them all for their fucking fainting spells and them being whiny little bitches for the whole week, and I gave them a ton of shit for it right up until the poor sobs had to take a nice midnight stroll because of me. For that one, I still get shit over, every month.
Every male in finland has to go to army, women can if they wish. It is a great experience to make friends in the service since everyone in the beginning is hating life and social status outside the regiment means shit.
Best memories ever, and the flashbacks from the shit you've forgotten always make me happy.
Thanks for that post. I told the tale of the fainting July and how mom got her best friends in life to my kids today, and now they are even more convinced than before that they have the most insane but coolest parent ever (well no, but this is a forum so I'll just claim they think so!)