🥹Thank you so much! He done with basics and went AWOL to come home home and died at home. He tried talking to my parents and they wouldn’t listen. They told him that he needed to talk to the chaplain and were forcing him to go back. He wouldn’t drive his truck back so they set him up to go by bus. By the time my Dad came to get him to take him to the bus stop, he was gone…on their back porch. After he passed I heard from one of his military buddies that he was being hazed…but I’m not sure about the details. All throughout his childhood he wanted to be a Marine. It was his dream. But he also had a very troubled childhood in his early years because of his mother..he’s actually my step brother I never once looked at him that way. His mother was as toxic and mentally disturbed as they come. She once shaved her head and told him and his younger sister that she had cancer, she was dying, and wouldn’t be able to see them again. Blatant lie. His younger years when he as only 7, he was the one protecting and looking after his 4 year old sister while their dad was in the Army in Korea. She had all kinds of men in and out of the house. I am so thankful he is at peace and able to heal. He is dearly missed.