Reader Submission: Squadron Spirit


“When I was younger, I was part of the air cadets. I was often at the squadron (the place in which we’d meet for our weekly meetings) until late. One night, my step father asked me to go through to the next building, which was connected to the first building by a hallway, and photocopy some documents while he was in a meeting. The other building was closed as it was about 11:30 p.m. and so the lights were all turned off. However, there was enough light for me to see where I was going so I kept the lights off.

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