we are a vagrant troop, the bunch of us. a dozen abodes in a dozen years, give or take a couple. people accumulate stuff we have ruthless giveaways. we are expert at finding a spot and making acquaintances. Dog would have frequent miler status if he wanted it. we settle in quickly but we never settle too fully. in conversations about hometowns the J's acknowledge none. when HOM and i talk about retirement no place springs to mind.
and yet, for his first break from military life J1 comes home, and he means come home to us. wow.
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