I just finished up a conversation with my family. A few weeks ago I dropped the bombshell that I was going to leave college for an indefinite amount of time traveling around the country, and after my break will join the Army. I have had a few conversations with them since then, but today's conversation dealt very specifically with what was going on.
They were completely supportive. Obviously they were a little less gungho about my journey, seeing as it is a bit out of the norm, and hitchhiking is no longer quite as common as it was, with the rapist and serial killers that wander our nations highways (or at least that is what the news would have us believe). My parents spent some time saying that if I was leaving college because of money, they would of course be more then happy to help me out even more then they already have. After assuring them that it was not due to monetary causes that I am leaving, they started to discuss my trip with me, helping me flesh out the details. Amazing. My mom is not to happy about the whole Army thing being in a temporal conjunction with the whole Iraq thing. But she talked with some people she knew that were in the Army so that she could give me some tips about what my best options were, and how the recruiter might have been a bit under handed with me. Yet another instance of how much my parents rule. I guess all those times when I was thirteen that I shouted "You aren't my real parents" were not true. Quite happily untrue.
--Andy
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