The year was 1969, and my battalion was summoned to serve as barrier between the crowds and the Military Parade which is held every September 16th, to commemorate Mexico's independence from Spanish domination. We all stood there stoically for hours until the last section of the long parade passed by.
Ah! The Military Service!
And now, 50 years later, I can look back at those days...and still hate them immensely!
