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At My Brother’s Seal Graduation, My Father Called Me “the Dumb One” In Front Of Everyone

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a car on the side of a California highway, finally seeing each other clearly for the first time. The labels—the SEAL, the dumb one—had fallen away.

A few months passed. I flew back to D.C., back to the quiet, sterile offices of the Directorate, and dove into the new crisis brewing in the South China Sea. Life went on.

Then I got the call I knew was coming.continue reading …

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