Back in the day – 1985, to be exact. I joined the Army and became a young, enthusiastic paratrooper who was totally convinced of not only my own superiority, but also my invulnerability. Aren’t all 20-something paratroopers going to live forever? I very much enjoyed my time in the Army, and nearly three years in what was at the time West Germany. A few years later, I had planned to reenlist, but the thought of not being with my aging parents brought me back home and into the WV National Guard near the end of the 1980s.