Picture it- Fort Campbell, Kentucky 1999. I was moved to a new unit and forced to take a driver's training class. I, being the super serious soldier, was not impressed with the class. One person in particular, SPC Donnell. My goodness he got on my nerves. He did however help me a great deal while in the motor pool. It was he who tought me to drive an 18 wheeler and an LMTV. On one particular day he needed a ride home because his car was in the shop. Magically, everyone else in the class had something to do and could not take him. I was stuck taking him home that day and every day until class was over. As a thank you, he took me to Olive Garden. That day we took the time to actually get to know one another and we have been rucking through life ever since.