I wrote this poem shortly before my father retired from the U.S Marine Corps. He spent 20 years in the Corps in O8. Thats Artillery for those who don't know. He spent alot of time with interpreters because of his exstensive backround in the middle east. His biggest fear about staying or going back to the middle east was that he had done 4 tours to combat zones without being injured. He felt his luck was running out.
