I remember that day.

Marching out into the hall by myself with the drill cane under my shoulder and my name and rank was announced.

The flag party marches in with the flag spread out in between them.

It was the first time a parade-ish event was done like this.

I think the best way to enjoy a parade is to march in it.

Those days.

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