Kristina Peterson:  

to have moved to Alexandria during the summer. To this day I still do not understand why people in Front Royal would say they were going down to the country when referring to the city. But that is just one of the funny quirks about Front Royal. I have lessons learned and cherished memories from T.C. Williams, from the yearbook staff to hanging out at the wall, and then playing stretch with the gang from the wall every chance we got. For those that never heard of stretch before, it is twister but with a knife, and the left foot was never allowed to be moved. The friends I made there were one of a kind and although I may never hear from them again I cherish the time we shared. Then my dad learned that I got stabbed at school and before I could blink an eye I was attending Strasburg High School. Although I graduated from Strasburg I was only there during the last couple months of my senior year and it was too short of time to truly get to know anyone. By this time I was burned out with being the new kid in school and since Front Royal was so close I was able to hang out with the old crew. Now do not get me wrong I still met some wonderful people but everyone was already making plans for what they were going to be doing after graduation, so we were already in the moving on mindset. Military I joined the Army in 92 and continued the path of self-growth. The times I spent in the Army are truly memorized for I was allowed to be me no questions asked, and continue to challenge myself each and everyday. It is during this time that I realized having three brothers and no sisters had more effect on me than I thought, for I found myself being more of one of the guys. I am a better person for knowing some of the people that I did. Bully will always be missed, for he taught me more than he realizes about life and myself. After Germany I was stationed at Fort Belvior, Virginia. I made some great friends there and they did not question the times I needed my space. I did enjoy my time with HHC, and have fond memories of those that I was able to get close with. I know life happens and when military is part of the ringer it is a reality that you may never see each other again, but if you are reading this, I truly wish my brother and sisters of arms true happiness. After Belvior well there is Ft. Carson, Colorado and I had opportunities to shine there and they gave me room to demonstrate that my value to the Army and my Unit, in which I prided myself on how well I knew and performed my job and duties. I am thankful that I was able to meet some soldiers that I attended AIT with, Gibson if you are reading this I would love to hear from you, and I hope all is well. Now for an update, I have reconnected with several classmates on facebook, and thankful for their friendships, for I am truly blessed.