"The Army made a man out of me." The young Private boasts. His records claim he's eighteen, though he hardly looks the part. "First thing I ever drove was a jeep, and the first drink I ever had was in basic training." He grins, as if he's proud of this. "Left home a boy, I'm going home a man."
The doctors look scandalized by this, and the Private can't begin to understand why.
A week later, as they move his youthful body from Post Op and into a body bag, the other young Privates begin to understand all the more.