Reply #8: Sounds like the conversation my dear sweet departed Mother had

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with the Navy recruiter during their first encounter. Mom was an artist at the Uber-Catholic verbal guilt flogging. He got it - but good - and used the story of their first meeting as a training tool for new recruiters he was breaking in.

Of course, as things would go, a year later she was signing the papers for her 17 year old son to go to boot camp... but it was still funny.

Nothing wrong with being with protective of your children - and I DID NOT sniff a wit of racism in the original post. But... Come now, how old is this "kid" again?