Make A Little Time To Be Quiet

I Miss Him Still Today: His Long, Whiskery Eyebrows, His Huge Hands And Hugs, His Warmth, His Prayers, His Stories, But Above All His Shining Example Of How To Live And How To Die.

The Truth Is, I Need 10 Lifetimes To Scratch The Surface Of The Things I'd Love To Do.

Above All, I Feel A Quiet Pride That For The Rest Of My Days I Can Look At Myself In The Mirror And Know That Once Upon A Time I Was Good Enough. Good Enough To Call Myself A Member Of The Sas. Some Things Don’t Have A Price Tag.

The Rewards Of The Wild And The Rewards Of The Survivor Go To Those Who Can Dig Deep, And, Ultimately, To The Guy Who Can Stay Alive.

A Friend Once Asked Me What Qualities Were Needed For Sas. I Would Say To Be Self-motivated And Resilient; To Be Calm, Yet Have The Ability To Smile When It Is Grim; To Be Unflappable, Be Able To React Fast And To Have An ‘improvise, Adapt And Overcome’ Mentality.