ElMostro
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Well...this morning I "delivered " my middle daughter to the Naval Academy in Annapolis. It was a very emotional and proud moment (no tears though...she is a tough kid) but we are pretty close so it was a bit sad...
Here she is walking to the "doors of hell"...those are the last civilian clothes she will wear for a while so she took as little as posible. Notice the rather LARGE Marine in the picture...must have been 6'6" 275 pound and was the first one she met after Dad let her go...a sign of the "tender love" that awaits her
Second pic is her closer to the door...
And finally she is through the door...I waited outside for about 15 mins just in case she came out screaming...no sign of her...so I guess she is stuck now
I will get to see her again this evening for about 30 mins and then it's goodby for about 6 weeks until she "re-emerges"
OK, now I am going to go cry for a little bit....
Here she is walking to the "doors of hell"...those are the last civilian clothes she will wear for a while so she took as little as posible. Notice the rather LARGE Marine in the picture...must have been 6'6" 275 pound and was the first one she met after Dad let her go...a sign of the "tender love" that awaits her
Second pic is her closer to the door...
And finally she is through the door...I waited outside for about 15 mins just in case she came out screaming...no sign of her...so I guess she is stuck now
I will get to see her again this evening for about 30 mins and then it's goodby for about 6 weeks until she "re-emerges"
OK, now I am going to go cry for a little bit....