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Superannuated
Gibbs had always put his faith in the Marine Corp. He’d signed up at a young age to fight for country, home, and freedom. He hadn’t entered into it blindly. He’d known that politicians often made bad choices, but he had believed that in general what the Marines were called to do was for the betterment of their country if not their world.
He’d been in the reserves for years as he worked at NCIS, but it still came as an almost physical blow to him when he realized he was finally a superannuated marine. He may have said there was no such thing as an ex-marine, but he couldn’t help feeling old and useless as he stared at the permanent discharge papers that he’d finally received due to old age.
