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Old 05-13-2003, 08:14 PM
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thanks for the clarification Skip

In my case, the one person who caused my "mold" to break... was a teacher whom I remember fondly. During my high school years, out of a desire to set myself apart from most of the rest, I decided to enroll in and take 2 years worth of Autoshop... yep.. and believe me.. I learned more than just what is under the hood of a car... it was a great life experience for me. I had always felt more at ease around guys and completely enjoyed the time I spent under their "protection". The teacher, a wonderful man who was unlike any other teacher I had ever come in contact with (long black hair in a pony tail, drove a harley) became more than "just" a teacher to me... no.. not like THAT... but definetly a guidance.. a man who made me feel as tho I was important. He often counseled me when I was doing things that were probably not going to be for my benefit. He had an open door policy with all of his students. If anyone needed him, no matter the hour, he was there... to listen.. to advise.. but never to judge. I can't tell you how often I spent talking to him about things in my life...

One day in particular.. his advice changed my life in a way that has never been matched. <flash back> When I was 18, I was in a very long term relationship with (who I still consider to be the love of my life) a guy whom I had been seeing since I was 12... until the one day I discovered that he had made the choice to sleep with a friend... and got her pregnant... my world was distroyed.... I remember sitting behind the steering wheel of my car, and having no idea where to go... I began to drive... crying.. and ended up at Mr. Rodarte's door... Thankfully he was home, and a long discussion began... over a period of several hours we discussed my life.. and what I was now planning on doing (I had graduated 2 months prior)... it was then that he put the idea into my head.... to join the military.

I left his house... and I went directly over to the recruiting station.. one week later, I enlisted... 3 months later I went to boot camp..

I can say with complete certainty that without him bringing up the option.. I would have never done it...
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