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Personal Narrative: A Letter To Veteran

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To: Veteran I live in pecatonica Illinois a small town that is located near rockford. I am in 8th grade and I am 13. My favorite thing to do is target shooting with my dad I go to competitions and do really good. I was trained by my dad he is a police officer he used to be in the army stationed in korea his job there was to fix and drive tanks for the army and has some funny stories. like one he was spinning on the ice with the tank until the track popped off and he had to fix it on the ice. So thanks for fighting for our country and every thing that you do. Even the simplest things will sound cool when you say them after going through what you did. And some may not. Most of the people that I have met have said that going into the military

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