Special Forces training is so intense that marching 5 kilometers while carrying nearly 50 pounds starting at 5:30 a.m. doesn’t count as part of the training. One of the toughest days of SFAS awaits them—12 miles of marching, all while carrying, pushing or pulling heavy equipment. But they don’t know about any of that. Their view of what lies ahead remains as dark as the sky above them.
Jupiter shines low in the sky to their right, but neither 73 nor 99 nor 224 notices. They keep their heads down, putting one foot in front of the other, their boots making new prints on top of old ones on this dirt road where dreams sometimes flourish, sometimes die.
Thousands of men have marched on this road.
Only the best have become Green Berets.
Kayak for Veterans
Tom Davis sounds worn out. In a few days, he will race his handcycle in the New York City Marathon, one of the most famous races in the world. He will fly from his home in Indiana to New York City to compete, but he admits he's not terribly excited about it.
Bill Anderson dances sometimes as he walks along, for no reason other than because he can.
Considering the fact that doctors operated on the 84-year-old Army veteran’s knees four times and on the rest of him 11 times more, that’s impressive. Add to that two surgeries this year, one for cancer, one for a cataract. Yet as a member of the Rowan County Honor Guard, he still managed to work 177 funerals (missing only 16) through late July, including one for which he came straight from the hospital.