One evening my new husband called me to pick him up from work. Since I'd never before been on a military post, I was a little reluctant, but I agreed to attempt the task.
While I drove through the base, a young soldier in his camouflage uniform stepped out onto the street.
I slammed on the brakes to avoid hitting him and the screeching tires attracted the attention of a nearby MP.
I was in tears as the officer approached my car.
"I didn't see him!" I wailed.
"Well, Ma'am," the MP remarked, grinning at me. "That's kind of the point."
After a day of grueling maneuvers under the blazing Texas sun, the platoon stood in front of the barracks.
"All right, ladies, think about this," bellowed the drill instructor.
"If you could have ten minutes alone, right now, with anyone in the world, who would it be?"
Amid much mumbling, one voice was heard from the back row.
"My recruiter."