My Hero is a Marine
We watched him grow that skinny, shy boy. We watched him grow into a determined young man. We watched him workout in the scorching heat, his muscle to build big and strong. He studied, he dreamed, and worked his heart out; to be one of the proud, the few, a Marine. He packed up his gear and with his unit flew out, the call of duty he chose, to fight our foes and protect our home. Then came the call; his dream to protect no more. Though it was he who would call and for that we rejoiced; his road... Sign in to see full entry.