Never will I forget the hot summer June evening , I waved a last "Goodbye" to my sister Angel. The fact in knowing she'd be shipped out to boot camp the next day.
Never will I forget the next few weeks of complete silenced tears, the yearn to hear her voice hear her joyous laugh or see her bright smile.
Everything seemed different without her around at home.
Never will I forget the emotions I felt reading her first letter.
Never will I forget that Sunday morning at church I seen her for the first time, in a month and three days.
Never will I forget my tears of joy streaming down my face; Angel’s arms wrapped securly around me. Never will I forget how she changed and looked in her sharp uniform. My sister had become one of the "Few the Proud". A dignified Marine.