Kent's wife Shannon:

https://www.military.com/off-duty/books/2024/05/07/how-shannon-kent-became-trailblazer-among-us-special-operations-forces.html

https://archive.ph/MmY5f

Editor's note: The following is an excerpt from "SEND ME: The True Story of a Mother at War" by Marty Skovlund Jr. & Joe Kent.

anon note: published May 7, 2024

FTA: The bayou barhopping continued well into the evening, and they eventually ended up at Marie Laveau's House of Voodoo on Bourbon Street, drunk as the sailors they were. Inside, there were shrines of every variety adorned with skulls, beads, and more than a few voodoo dolls. Signs of varying sizes were posted everywhere, stating the obvious "nothing on the voodoo altar is for sale" or the more threatening "do not touch the voodoo altar or cops will be called." It was very clear the establishment did not want visitors to touch the voodoo altar – especially the drunk ones.

But Shannon considered the signs more like a suggestion than a hard rule. She picked up a small figure sitting on the altar, and before she could ask how much it cost, the staff started hysterically yelling at her. Shannon was startled and knocked over the entire altar, breaking several of the delicate voodoo figurines.

"Oh shit," Shannon said.

"You will all be cursed for nine generations!" one furious museum staffer yelled.