For me, it's an honor for the military to ask me to go to Iraq, Afghanistan, or GITMO. I'm happy to go.
I play well with everybody.
I don't have to be concerned about everybody else's character.
Communications are better now than in my Vietnam days.
I'm never, like I say, I'm never happy, I'm never satisfied, it's never good enough.
Finally, mutually, and completely, they released all doubts, abandoned all fears, unwilling and unable to deny this overpowering love.