Profile: Sidekicks Essay

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Profile: Sidekicks

Chris Hausfeld
English 101
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We arose out of the swamp dripping with black mud and covered with blood- sucking leeches.
Our guns pointed toward the enemy. We fired at the incoming platoon of enemy soldiers. The
barrage of bullets seemed endless. We were heavily outnumbered while under constant
gunfire from the enemy at almost point-blank range. We were pummeled by clip after clip of
bullets from the enemy while grenades exploded all around us. Our flesh was not pierced by
one bullet nor were we injured by one piece of flying shrapnel. A shield of righteousness
surrounded us deflecting the objects that were hurtled toward us. We fired our remaining
bullets from our M-16s with each bullet finding its intended target. We had wiped out the
entire enemy platoon of twenty men. The enemy had underestimated the combined forces of
Lieutenant Christopher Gavitt and Private Chris Hausfeld.

Many years ago, during my preteen years, I used to play out several adventures like this
one in my head over and over again. All of the adventures involved Christopher Gavitt and
myself, his trusty sidekick. We would fight the "bad guys" together usually while in a
jungle warfare or desert combat situation. I first met Chris Gavitt when I was ten years
old at a ski resort in French Lick, Indiana. My mother informed me that we would be
sharing our vacation condominium with her boyfriend's brother-in-law, Chris. At the time I
was not too thrilled about staying with a complete stranger. But this complete stranger
was to have an enormous impact on my life. On the first night in the condo we all settled
down to watch the movie, "Rambo." Chris got quite enthusiastic about the movie. He told us
stories of his own military exploits. His adventures were miniscule compared to Rambo's,
but I was still very intrigued by them. Rambo was a hero of mine at the time and to meet
someone who had been in some of the same kinds of situations as Rambo was a dream come
true. I pestered Chris constantly throughout the weekend to tell me more stories about his
military experiences. I can still remember the vivid dreams I had that weekend. I can
remember feeling the adrenaline rushing through my body as the scenes of military conquest
unfolded in my unconscious mind.

Chris's confidence has always amazed me. He is not afraid to try anything. The weekend at
the ski resort was his first time ever on skies. He learned to ski within a few hours on
the first day without an instructor. By the end of the day he was skiing better than I
was, and I had been skiing for two years already. He told me that the time he spent in the
military gave him the confidence he has now and without that confidence he would be a
totally different person today. This strongly encouraged me to go into a branch of
military service. I wanted to be just like Chris. I wanted his confidence, and I wanted to
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