September 5th 2013. Morning of the flight to Afghanistan. A 19 year old, 170 pound kid ready to take on demons with his brothers. We had fires in our hearts, a burning desire to kill. To kick down the door of terrorism and spit in the face of the enemy. Some men never got to this point and we were proud. Proud to have been the selected few to embark on what would later become something that impacted us each deeper than we had ever thought. Times got scary and there were times where nothing could scare us. We reminisce on the times we once took for granted. The times that made us grow up. Some say 19 years old is too young to know what life's about. Bullshit.