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I remember growing up as a child in Haiti, always wanting to be a part of the military. I especially wanted to be a part of the United States military. So, when I went to Brien McMahon High in Norwalk, Connecticut, I took one year of Navy JROTC. That is where my journey started. We had a Marine instructor and a Navy instructor. Every year, students from the graduating class enlisted in the military. I didn’t know what to do otherwise. I hadn’t taken the SAT, so I couldn’t enroll in college or at a university. I just knew I wanted to get far away from my father. He talked too much, always asking me what I was going to do with my life. Some of my friends were not doing anything with their lives, so my father thought I was going to end up like them. I decided that the military would help me to get away from my dad. But I did not really know what I was getting myself into.

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