A few names and fewer faces remained
six years after, though I immediately
recognize the face on the Metro section’s
last page. Our petite guidon bearer—
the same boot camp picture (here black
and white), the golden hair just off the collar.
The hair she refused to cut for one whole day;
she appealed: My recruiter told me I could keep my hair long.
Petty Officer Riley told her, Cut it or go home.
