He started the 54-hour Crucible in the wee hours of Wednesday morning and finished up with the 9-mile hike back to the barracks by 7:30 this morning. He's had no shower, 3 meals ready to eat, and little sleep.
I haven't slept a whole lot since Wednesday. I've been up through the nights whispering prayers of strength to his Savior. I cannot even put into words the pride I feel right now. He is a Marine. He proudly serves his country. He is proudly living his dream.