It is our own macabre curiosity that makes us jealous of those who have seen dark places. Those who have stepped into unlit rooms, when we have only gazed into the abyss from the doorway. There will never be a shortage of good citizens who by choice or by fear never venture away from the light. It is of little consequence that those who have, did it because they made it a conscious decision or had their choice made by circumstance. Should chance decide that you cross paths with someone like this, you will not be able to forget their story. This is a story I will not forget. Pete we are of the same age. You started your journey before me. You have travelled further. I am jealous not because I am curious of what lies in the dark but because of what you have had that is good. I am jealous because you dont pretend to be who you are. For good or ill. Man is only doomed to failure if he wastes his life trying to be someone or something that everyone else wants. I do not aspire to be perfect. I aspire to be who I am. Pete you have achieved this. Anonymous infantry NCO