Many moons ago, I started reading blogs and shortly thereafter I started reading them. I became discouraged because I read many writers, far more talented than me and the ease with which they elucidated the very points I wanted to make but so much more elegantly and completely that I just gave up. Gerard of American Digest was one such writer. His facility with prose and his ability to evoke emotion was remarkable. I linked to him once with my nascent blog and he was kind enough to reach out to me and thank me for the link. I literally had zero readers. Just like now. But that was the measure of the man. He took the time to reach out to me and genuinely thank me for the link. The closest I ever had to meeting the man was meeting Morgan in person. Morgan and Gerard were friends. They had an evident mutual respect for their respective works. I never met Gerard, didn't know the man personally but having read his work I had a sense of the man. He's dying now. If
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A certain soldier that will remain nameless (due to security reasons and could cost me my a$$ if I named him)just declined a promotion up to a desk job to re-deploy to Afganistan to hopefully take care of some unfinished bidnezz.
And he is one of those,"Heavily built, fed at the earliest age with Gatorade, proteins and creatine - they are all heads and shoulders taller than us and their muscles remind us of Rambo, types when - In Country".
Any other time he is someone that you wouldn't mind having your back in any civilian situation.