I miss being able to roam the earth as a master of the universe.
Its a bit of an inside joke for those of us, who in younger days, were able to shoot, kill, and blow shit up, all because someone cried havoc and let slip the dogs of war.
It was very cathartic.
Seriously, I miss the bond, it was a time when you would die for the man next to you without a second thought, and you knew he would do the same for you.
It was never spoken, it was not a thing that was talked about. Just sometimes, on really bad days, it would happen, and you would hold the guy next to you while he died, and everyone knew, we would all do the same.
That bond can never come back, it was beyond family.