First a little history. My son is 13. He's extremely fascinated with anything military. He eventually wants to go to West Point and join the Army. He's still young, so he may change his mind. But at this point this is where he's at.

The Dream that I had was he and I together went to war. I went so that I could be with him and look out for him. And as a result I would be fighting along side with him. We were in some kind a transport vehicle waiting to be dropped off at a battle field....