Little Jimmy joined me

Across the waning light

We left behind six siblings

In the black of night

We went across the water

Killed foreigners with our hands

Threshed men like useless fodder

Across deadened land

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Mike credits his early military training as the one thing that kept him disciplined through the many years. He currently provides his expertise as an adviser for the DoD. Michael Kurcina subscribes to the Spotter Up way of life. “I will either find a way or I will make one”.

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