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Then
,
when
I
read
it
,
it
still
seemed
like
a
mistake
.
I
had
to
check
the
address
and
the
return
address
to
convince
myself
that
he
had
written
it
and
had
meant
it
for
me
.
MY
DEAR
BOY
,
I
would
have
written
to
you
much
sooner
to
express
my
delight
and
my
pride
in
learning
that
you
had
not
only
volunteered
to
serve
but
also
had
chosen
my
own
service
.
But
not
to
express
surprise
it
is
what
I
expected
of
you
except
,
possibly
,
the
additional
and
very
personal
bonus
that
you
chose
the
M.
I.
This
is
the
sort
of
consummation
,
which
does
not
happen
too
often
,
that
nevertheless
makes
all
of
a
teacher
's
efforts
worth
while
.
We
necessarily
sift
a
great
many
pebbles
,
much
sand
,
for
each
nugget
--
but
the
nuggets
are
the
reward
.
By
now
the
reason
I
did
not
write
at
once
is
obvious
to
you
.
Many
young
men
,
not
necessarily
through
any
reprehensible
fault
,
are
dropped
during
recruit
training
.
I
have
waited
(
I
have
kept
in
touch
through
my
own
connections
)
until
you
had
'
sweated
it
out
'
past
the
hump
(
how
well
we
all
know
that
hump
!
)
and
were
certain
,
barring
accidents
or
illness
,
of
completing
your
training
and
your
term
.
You
are
now
going
through
the
hardest
part
of
your
service
--
not
the
hardest
physically
(
though
physical
hardship
will
never
trouble
you
again
;
you
now
have
its
measure
)
,
but
the
hardest
spiritually
...
the
deep
,
soul-turning
readjustments
and
re-evaluations
necessary
to
metamorphize
a
potential
citizen
into
one
in
being
.
Or
,
rather
I
should
say
:
you
have
already
gone
through
the
hardest
part
,
despite
all
the
tribulations
you
still
have
ahead
of
you
and
all
the
hurdles
,
each
higher
than
the
last
,
which
you
still
must
clear
.
But
it
is
that
"
hump
"
that
counts
--
and
,
knowing
you
,
lad
,
I
know
that
I
have
waited
long
enough
to
be
sure
that
you
are
past
your
"
hump
"
or
you
would
be
home
now
.
When
you
reached
that
spiritual
mountaintop
you
felt
something
,
a
new
something
.
Perhaps
you
have
n't
words
for
it
(
I
know
I
did
n't
,
when
I
was
a
boot
)
.
So
perhaps
you
will
permit
an
older
comrade
to
lend
you
the
words
,
since
it
often
helps
to
have
discrete
words
.
Simply
this
:
The
noblest
fate
that
a
man
can
endure
is
to
place
his
own
mortal
body
between
his
loved
home
and
the
war
's
desolation
.
The
words
are
not
mine
,
of
course
,
as
you
will
recognize
.
Basic
truths
can
not
change
and
once
a
man
of
insight
expresses
one
of
them
it
is
never
necessary
,
no
matter
how
much
the
world
changes
,
to
reformulate
them
.
This
is
an
immutable
,
true
everywhere
,
throughout
all
time
,
for
all
men
and
all
nations
.
Let
me
hear
from
you
,
please
,
if
you
can
spare
an
old
man
some
of
your
precious
sack
time
to
write
an
occasional
letter
.
And
if
you
should
happen
to
run
across
any
of
my
former
mates
,
give
them
my
warmest
greetings
.
Good
luck
,
trooper
!
You
've
made
me
proud
.