This past spring marked my eighth move in 11 years of military service. My family stayed behind in Georgia, awaiting my wife’s orders to Maryland. At the same time, I loaded half our household goods into a trailer and drove to Virginia to stay with a friend. I was fortunate enough to store everything in my friend’s garage and began…
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