The “What If” Game
At the Nooma offices. Circa 2002.
Three years ago this month, I was standing at the window of a film company in Grand Rapids, Michigan, watching the traffic below. At the time, the plan was to join them as a film editor and assistant writer.
Now I’m a sergeant in the Army, with soldiers to train for war, and the war itself to deal with. It’s a far throw from film editing, that’s for sure.
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