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Rachael's avatar

There is something that felt very safe about being in uniform surrounded by others in uniform. It’s that promise that we made to each other, that we’ll take care of each other and look out for one another, that made me feel secure.

Military traditions also help us remember why we’re “in this together,” and they strengthen our bond with each other.

Outside the traditions and promises of the military lies the real world, our “native culture” (a superb phrase), where only some look out for others, where there are some great managers, some great teams, some great neighbors. But not all.

Out here, that sense of one-ness, or at least, that sense that other people are with me, and I am with them, is missing. These cultural norms and ceremonies and routines are reasons why I miss the military, even though I too bitched my way through 20 years (to underscore your thought, yes, this too is tradition). ;)

As you continue to write about your unique experiences, I’m positive that you will always find someone who can relate. We as Vets are still sharing and looking out for one another, even if we aren’t in uniform any longer.

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Denise Oliver's avatar

I'm so glad you're here! Check my first post out? I'll never forget meeting you at the waterpark stairwell 😂 how far we've come...Sustack is great for feeding the brain. I enjoyed your footnotes, too.

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