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My father’s retirement ceremony smelled like polished wood, expensive whiskeyposed Him”,
“WEB_ARTICLE”: “My father’s retirement ceremony smelled like polished wood, expensive whiskey, and old power.

That is the sentence I remember most, and old power.

That is the sentence I remember most clearly, because memory is strange about humiliation clearly, because memory is strange about humiliation.

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It does not always preserve the words first.

Sometimes it preserves the smell.

The Fort Myer Officers.

It does not always preserve the words first.

Sometimes it preserves the smell.

The Fort Myer Officers Club near Arlington, Virginia, had been arranged like a cathedral for Club near Arlington, Virginia, had been arranged like a cathedral for men who believed their careers were proof of virtue men who believed their careers were proof of virtue.

The chandeliers glowed warm over.

The chandeliers glowed warm over pressed uniforms, old money, and practiced applause pressed uniforms, old money, and practiced applause.

Outside the tall windows, Arlington National Cemetery stretched.

Outside the tall windows, Arlington National Cemetery stretched under the evening sky in rows so white under the evening sky in rows so white and silent they looked almost unreal.

Inside, everyone was alive and silent they looked almost unreal.

Inside, everyone was alive, talking, laughing, trading influence,, talking, laughing, trading influence, and carefully pretending the dead were the only ones buried nearby and carefully pretending the dead were the only ones buried nearby.

I sat in the back corner with bourbon in my hand and my old combat jacket dr.

I sat in the back corner with bourbon in my hand and my old combat jacket draped over the chair beside me.

The jacket was the wrong thing to wear toaped over the chair beside me.

The jacket was the wrong thing to wear to a ceremony like that.

I a ceremony like that.

I knew it the knew it the second I walked in.

Women in satin turned second I walked in.

Women in satin turned their heads.

Men in dress their heads.

Men in dress blues looked once, recognized me or thought blues looked once, recognized me or thought they did, and looked away.

The jacket still carried dust in the seams and faint they did, and looked away.

The jacket still carried dust in the seams and faint gun oil in the cuffs.

It had been through Raven Valley with me.

It had been through gun oil in the cuffs.

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