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Mar 2018
Dear Mom,

I've gotten used to the boots, the heavy bags, the rapid gunfire, the swearing, the strenuous workouts, but I love it. Here, I belong. This is what I was born to do. I was born to protect the innocent, keep our freedom, and sacrifice myself for the greater good. I'm the Marine I was born to be. Tell my wife I love her, and our baby too. I don't know when I'm coming home, but I'll be okay, knowing you guys have one.

                                                                                        Love,
                                                                                   Spencer

Dear Dad,

The Marines has changed me. I'm not the angry kid I used to be. I've gotten used to the boots, the armor, the swearing, the yelling, and I love it. I miss Lucy like crazy, and I miss our baby too. I don't know when I'm coming home, but I'll be okay, knowing she and the baby are safe. tell her I love her, and Tell Mom I love her too. I miss home.
                                                                              Love, Spencer
I don't know why I wrote this. I think It's more along the lines that every soldier that leaves may not come back. My boyfriend wants to go to the Marines, and I support him 100%, it's just that I'm scared he will never be the same.
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Lucy Mohr  17/F/Texas
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