When it comes to that type of person, I'm that type of soldier. Sure, it might seem like I'm regular army all the time, but I do have my soft side. You know, that side of me that nobody expects me to have.

I'm a really great person to be around. But I'm better when I'm drunk. Not that I prefer to be drunk, but people have told me that I'm better off drunk because I'm interacting with more people on a positive note. I'm not that pissed off woman who doesn't like a common joke or a person out of uniform.

Being someone with as much power as I have gets to you sometimes. It got to me quick. It gets to everyone. Everyone listens to you and if they don't, you have to take action. You can't sit around all day. You need to be attentive in case someone gets into a fight or they do something that's against the military code. It's not simple.

Maybe growing up on military bases from birth told me to quit while I was ahead. But I didn't listen...

"Frank, I'm glad somebody in this camp cares about me. That someone is you."

"Yes. I know, Margaret."