It’s a very emotional morning for me. As I type this my son is completing the final challenge of The Crucible. A 15k hike up the steep mountain named Reaper. This is on the tail end of 54 hours of food and sleep deprivation and 48 miles of difficult obstacle courses both during night/day under simulated live fire. When he reaches the top he and his fellow recruits will receive the Eagle/Globe/Anchor emblem making him an official Marine for life. Today exactly one year ago at around 6:00pm is when my fiance' fell victim to the deadly Fauci protocol. I know how much she loved my son and how much he loved her. I can’t help but think that GOD placed these events on the same day for good reason.

I forgot to mention that the two of them shared birthdays too.

Love you anons (nohomo)