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In 1988 an Army recruiter encouraged David Weill to sign up for his local Reserve Unit. One weekend a month, two weeks in the summer, extra money now, and benefits toward college. What's not to like?Weill went home and talked it over with his mother. It was a short conversation."Hey, Mom. Do you think I should join the Army?""No."But David had a money mindset and a patriotic streak. He figured he could serve his country and get paid to do it. Not only did he sign up, he talked his mother, a nurse, into signing up too.Then Desert Storm hit the fan, and stuff began to get real.
In 1988 an Army recruiter encouraged David Weill to sign up for his local National Guard Unit. One weekend a month, two weeks in the summer, extra money now, and benefits toward college. What's not to like?Weill went home and talked it over with his mother. It was a short conversation."Hey, Mom. Do you think I should join the Army?""No."But David had a money mindset and a patriotic streak. He figured he could serve his country and get paid to do it. Not only did he sign up, he talked his mother, a nurse, into signing up too.Then came the events leading up to Desert Storm. That's when stuff got real.
Abonner på vårt nyhetsbrev og få rabatter og inspirasjon til din neste leseopplevelse.
Ved å abonnere godtar du vår personvernerklæring.