The Dragonslayer
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You know everyone has a hard fucking life. My husband came from a worthless peice of shit mother, who could give a fucking crap about her son. She shot him up with drugs when he was small, let her b/f beat the fuck out him. He went from foster home to foster home... that wasn't much better he hit fucking rock bottom and lived out on the streets fromt he time he was 13 till he was 17 years old..
this is when i ment him in a chatroom, he was living with some worthless losers, who hauled garbage for a living. Jesse, had no job and at this time no real family. Jesse himself was a loser.
He was addicted to drugs, he didn't care about anything, he thought the world should pity him and give him something. Enter me going out to seeing him, jess getting kicked out, moving to south dakota to live with My family and I.
First thing my mother did was ask him why he had no GED! Mom is big on education... So she pushed him, and i mean she pushed him hard to pass that test. I was proud of him. Second thing she did was ask him why he didn't know how to drive. Enter my father, mother and I...
Then lets take my father one of the hardest working people i know... Enter Jesse you have no Job... have 3 hours to complete this list then be ready a guy by this name (famer whatever the hell) is picking you up, you can help him shovel pigshit... about 3 weeks of that and poof Jesse was ready to gear up to find a job.
Which he did..
Things where great in my life Post war on Iraq and 9-11... 9-11 hit... Jesse was just stunned and so was I. Up untill this point Jesse never gave a damn about his country or anything. He wasn't like me talking to the military and wanting to join or anything. At this time i was a senior in high school... A year passed and I was really starting to think about Joining the army. I was starting to get more involved.
Then the day bush declared war on Iraq... I was sitting there talking with on of my friends girlfriend and he comes up, he like I just want you to know Jesse joined the army.
I was like Yeah fucking right...
he like no, Jesse just joined the army... Jesse wouldn't do that, not now... not that we went to war and shit
Well Jesse did..
I think this is my reponse when i seen him...
"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU JOIN THE ARMY! YOU DON"T EVEN GIVE A SHIT ABOUT OUR COUNTRY... WE WENT TO WAR! YOUR GOING OVER THERE RIGHT!"
I can remember every word Jesse said to me after that,
I am not afraid to die for my country and for whats right. I did this for you, for myself...this is something I believe in, I always wanted to make a diffrents nows my chance.
He walked into the house... Never said anymore then that about it... August 8th he went to basic in fort lenordwood... december 1st we was married, december 10th he left to travel to a training base... they brought the wives out to spend 3 days with him and febuary 18th he left for Kuwait... spent alittle under a month there in went into Iraq...
You can over come anything... if you have the right mind set
this is when i ment him in a chatroom, he was living with some worthless losers, who hauled garbage for a living. Jesse, had no job and at this time no real family. Jesse himself was a loser.
He was addicted to drugs, he didn't care about anything, he thought the world should pity him and give him something. Enter me going out to seeing him, jess getting kicked out, moving to south dakota to live with My family and I.
First thing my mother did was ask him why he had no GED! Mom is big on education... So she pushed him, and i mean she pushed him hard to pass that test. I was proud of him. Second thing she did was ask him why he didn't know how to drive. Enter my father, mother and I...
Then lets take my father one of the hardest working people i know... Enter Jesse you have no Job... have 3 hours to complete this list then be ready a guy by this name (famer whatever the hell) is picking you up, you can help him shovel pigshit... about 3 weeks of that and poof Jesse was ready to gear up to find a job.
Which he did..
Things where great in my life Post war on Iraq and 9-11... 9-11 hit... Jesse was just stunned and so was I. Up untill this point Jesse never gave a damn about his country or anything. He wasn't like me talking to the military and wanting to join or anything. At this time i was a senior in high school... A year passed and I was really starting to think about Joining the army. I was starting to get more involved.
Then the day bush declared war on Iraq... I was sitting there talking with on of my friends girlfriend and he comes up, he like I just want you to know Jesse joined the army.
I was like Yeah fucking right...
he like no, Jesse just joined the army... Jesse wouldn't do that, not now... not that we went to war and shit
Well Jesse did..
I think this is my reponse when i seen him...
"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU JOIN THE ARMY! YOU DON"T EVEN GIVE A SHIT ABOUT OUR COUNTRY... WE WENT TO WAR! YOUR GOING OVER THERE RIGHT!"
I can remember every word Jesse said to me after that,
I am not afraid to die for my country and for whats right. I did this for you, for myself...this is something I believe in, I always wanted to make a diffrents nows my chance.
He walked into the house... Never said anymore then that about it... August 8th he went to basic in fort lenordwood... december 1st we was married, december 10th he left to travel to a training base... they brought the wives out to spend 3 days with him and febuary 18th he left for Kuwait... spent alittle under a month there in went into Iraq...
You can over come anything... if you have the right mind set