HELP! she calls out at the top of her lungs. Unfortunately, she gets no response. She tries again and again, but soon realizes it is useless, no one w...ll rescue her. Ive got to find a way to know which way to go, she thinks aloud as she opens her backpack in search of anything of use. She finds a compass, but, realizing she has no idea which way the road is, knows it is of no use. She continues searching her pack until she hears a sound that brings joy to her heart, it is the sound of an engine. I snapped out of my haze when my phone alerts me of a text. My heart jumps as DeSeans' name appears on the screen. "How you feeling this morning just wanted to check that my star trainee is ok? did you get my text last night?" I got your pic...you are very well put together you should be proud of what you have accomplished. I am a bit sore today." I reply"You should let me give you a massage to help with the soreness" I don't think I have time today" How about lunch then?" he asks"I am going to. In fact, I was skipping out on a game scheduled with the Puerto Rican guys that had good runners but they couldn’t hit the ball for crap because they didn’t play the game down there on the Island where they liked to play around kicking a silly white ball all over the fucking place and hitting it with their fucking heads, if you can believe that shit.For you shitheads that don’t like the way I write my fucked-up sentences, I can only say ... eat me! I write the way I talk and that is like a. Finally back in the States, he was stationed at USMC Air, Key West.Lance Corporal Jones' orders were to assist Coast Guard Chief Petty Officer Sanchez. Sanchez was in the Coast Guard NOW ... but he had been a Marine, and once a Marine, always a Marine ... Semper Fi, (OORAH) no matter what. Jones had one more year to retirement. The Chief said move that pile of scrap ... he did. It wasn't exactly a ball of oozing aluminum ... but it was close ... and out of the way.Once upon a time, Key West was.