The Worst Statistic |
| Published: January 31, 2008, 9:58 am |
| Tags: social stigmas, mental health treatment, suicides, military |
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His name was Chuck Irvin. Chuck was a skinny kid, tall with a cherubic face, rosy cheeks, cream blue eyes and perpetually curly hair; a mix that doomed him to look forever as though he were in high school. Even on duty days when he didn’t get the chance to shave, his facial hair would grow in faint and patchy, just as though he were still in high school. He was an Electronics Technician onboard the Ike, and he had made first class. He was a friend of mine. The thing about chuck was that he and I connected. The military is strange, but Nukes are stranger, and in a community that canonized Monty Python’s Holy Grail, and considered free time a chance to play Everquest without stop, Chuck was a breath of fresh air. A fan of pre-20th century literature, a student of philosophy, I remember the late night talks we would have on watch that would shift seamlessly from the great Greek philosophers to Sun Tzu to Dickens Cervantez and wherever else we may go. He was a [ Full article ] |
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