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them raise their right hands, I felt something settle in me that I hadn’t expected. They were so young. They had no idea what was coming, not the good or the bad of it. But they were choosing anyway, and that meant something.
A young ensign caught up to me after.
“Ma’am,” she said, “do you ever regret it? Joining?”
“Not once,” I said. “It taught me who continue reading …
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