It gave me chills and upset me a little bit again, even though I agree with NavyLongHorn that it may have crossed some respect barriers. My father and my brother used to frequent that area everyday (one for work, one for school). Only because my brother was late that day and my father had to run some other errands that they weren't in that area then. I remember being really scared that I couldn't call home for about 24 hours to find out if everyone was ok, I know I wasn't the only one, but damn was I scared. I know this sounds really corny, and I'll probably get ripped on for it, but that gradually became the reason I want to join the Marines,not for revenge, but so I can do my part to help ensure that none of us ever have to be that terrified again. All, right..let the hazing begin..
"Push the stick foward, the houses get bigger; pull back, the houses get smaller... unless you keep pulling back, then they get bigger again."