So, there I was with a degree in Philosophy and no reasonable skills that I could claim. Before making the decision, I investigated joining the Circus or joining the French Foreign Legion. Since I don't read or speak French, I decided that though they didn't require it, life could become miserable, and I'd have to pay my own to Marsailles. Joining the Circus is fraught simply because I really don't trust but do dislike clowns. So, I enlisted in the Army -- in the second year of the Volunteer Army -- and I got experience pretty much everything I might have experienced in the Legion or the Circus. I also got to extend my adolescence for a reasonable amount of time -- 23 years -- and grow into a leader, an influencer, a coach and a mentor. And, given the choice between hanging around with some sort of profile that would let me dodge most things that I thought were part of being a soldier and a leader, I had developed the standards and ethical strength to retire on the 30th of June; my DOR for SGM would have been the 1st of July. But, as Michelle Shocked sang, "The secret of a long life is knowing when it's time to go.."
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