I’m sat watching the sun brighten the horizon with a mixture of orange and yellow. My mind slips back to a past that seems so distant, almost like another lifetime.
On mornings like this, I often recall those days of mustering on the parade field at dawn getting ready for some “good old army training.”
This is for all of my old army buddies out there:
shake, rattle and roll everybody; shake rattle and disco your body.
Damn, we’re getting old folks! And if you’re not out doing some PT this morning, shame on you! Hooah.