And I'm even more proud to still call him a dear friend today.
I'm proud to have worked, sweated, argued with, yelled at, and honorably served with Captain Michael 'Mak' Makatura, even when I had to remind him that he was a lieutenant, and I was a lieutenant colonel, and the silver oak leaf on my shoulder carried more weight than the single little bar on his shoulder. He scored a 'shack,' a direct hit on the bullseye, with this book.