Words only tell part of the story. There are plenty to choose from: honor, commitment, amazing, patriotic, sacrifice, pride...The more interesting part to me is the feeling I have from it. Still hard to put into words that do it justice and I don't think I'll try for a while. I ran my usual Wed morning run with my work group this morning and about the time the first beads of sweat began to pour down the side of my face I was instantly back at the exit roads from West Point, leaving the gate and beginning the journey. Sort of like a smell that rekindles some old memory you have from childhood. I liked that feeling, I hope it comes back on future runs. I think there is a power source there that I can tap into when I need it most.
I'll leave you with a few pictures but I'd like to also thank my folks, Linda and Jerry Moore, for helping make this trip happen, my family for holding down our fort, and also to all the people who contributed to the fund raising page for TRWB. Rest assured, the money will be well spent. These folks have a good thing going. Peace, Steven.
West Point Skydiver!
West Point Mess Hall
Red Bandana for Welles
Along the way
We made it!
Found some friends to run with!
What it's all about.