My
grandfather told me a story of when he was eighteen, at that time they would
only seek to fulfill the age of majority in their home for military service as
a soldier during the required time period. The prepared mentally and
physically, to protect his homeland and inhabitants of their country in the
name of their president, in case of conflict between countries or peoples.
Exerting
military in Ecuador where he stayed for fourteen months. That had to go,
leaving there friends and family, without being able to see them if the captain
or general spatial gave them permission to leave and travel to see their close
people.
While in
the military, they were away at war, where there was more than one hundred
eighty-seven days without communicating with one family living in appalling
hygienic conditions so as foodstuff, during that long my grandfather chose as a
night watchman standing guard, to control the enemy does not appear with a
surprise attack, who inspected the area to warn others of an attack, carried a bomb
that had to enable it to operate, so others know it.
My
grandfather had the misfortune to encounter another guard and the enemy would
activate the pump when they started talking and spent the whole night talking
and smoking. In the morning when returning to base was as usual.
