

The Road to Glory - Pt 3"Indoor presentation of the colors" is a fancy way of saying "Find your way through a room full of obstacles and put the flags in stands". We had practiced every possible combination of obstacles. I knew they could do this. I knew they needed it. But the pressure on them was intense. And all I could do was stand back and watch.The Road to Glory - Pt 3
They formed up smartly and stepped off. Completely out of step. I cringed, every fiber of my being willing them to get it together...soon. I knew within the first two steps they made that this would be the lowest point of the day. And it was. They were unsure and shaken. And it showed.
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The Road to Glory - Pt 2"Ma'am. Wake up." My eyes opened instantly. McCord, my squadron's cadet commander and the other Color Guard trainer, was standing over my sleeping bag. I sat up, slightly groggy from lack of sleep, but mind already racing. McCord looked haggard. He had driven the 7 hours with 2 of our other guys from the squadron and had just arrived as I was falling asleep. They got less sleep than we did. "It's 5:30, ma'am." I frowned and looked at my watch as I stood.The Road to Glory - Pt 2
Major Bonk, our squadron commander, showed up at 7. By then we had already showered and had a bit of practicin


The Road to Glory - Pt 1The sign said "Spearfish, 150 miles." We'd already been on the road for five hours, and the five guys behind me in the van had finally moved off the typical locker room humor and on to the subject of time travel. I listened absently as I drove, thinking instead of the long day ahead of us. I cast a glance in the rear view mirror and took stock in my team-- where they seemed to be at mentally and physically.The Road to Glory - Pt 1
Meyer sat with his eyes closed, in silent meditation to the music being fed him through his headphones. Quiet and watchful, he was the oldest member of my team. This would be his last competition
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