Hero

Recently, I met a Grunt who survived seven tours, three in Iraq, four in Afghanistan. During his last tour he got dysentery, but not quite bad enough to be sent home.

The Skipper called him a malingerer, yet on his next ‘walk outside the wire’ he saved his squad from an ambush. Got a Purple Heart and a Silver Star.

Then they sent him home. He bought an all-chrome hot-dog cart with a large yellow umbrella and now sells red-hots and foot-longs to lawyers, tourists and millennial’s all day long.

He says, “There ain’t much call for heroes these days.”