I’m not perfect. I am too broken to ever be, but I can finally be proud of the man I am. For me, that is enough. I grew up in a redneck family in the backwoods of Mobile, Alabama. I’m the [...]
We were handcuffed in our boxers and shower slippers, barely awake. They, however, were ready, looking for a reason to hit the button. And to be dead honest, they would've dish-ragged us in that unit that night had we'd done or said anything.
Outside, the chow hall door opens. Spacemen enter. Gas masks and shields. Six black "fire extinguishers" fog the air, sending men scrambling. Human bug-spray.