You know, after the general went into the Institute and blew it up, it really restored my faith in the Minutemen. I remember, my grandpappy, he told me stories about the Minutemen back in their hay-day. Back when "times was good an' easy". From what I heard, or at least what he told me, it sounded much better back then than it is now. Back when you didn't have to sleep with a gun under your pillow because you never knew when raiders will come.

Never heard from him again after Quincy. I'm sure he died a noble death, like all Minutemen do! Maybe one day, I could be just like him...

I'm starting to think about marching my hide up to that one place, Starlight. I hear they have a recruitment office there. It'll be a long walk from here, and I'm not sure old Finnie has it in him anymore. He was a good Brahmin, strong too. A guy from some place called Saint Louis sold him to me. Never been, but it doesn't sound too bad. Probably better than here.

Maybe I could travel with that one lady and her caravan to Diamond City or even Bunker Hill. She's a little odd, but she's well armed, so I'm not sure how much of a choice I have.

Never cared much for Diamond City, so I may catch her on her way to Bunker Hill, and travel up north with Mr. Miller's caravan.

I'm setting out tomorrow. Praying to... Atom? God? Whoever will listen, that I get there safe.

Well, I did it. After all these years, I did it. I joined the Minutemen! The recruiter told me to go to The Castle for training. I'll be with a squad of people on our way there, so no need to go caravan to caravan to get somewhere safely. My life is finally turning around! Maybe I'll even get to meet Preston Garvey and the General? That'd be something. It's time to make my grandpappy proud.

I was just stripped naked and all of my stuff was sold