A Navy Officer Set Out to Humiliate My Son in Front of Three Hundred Students
“Lieutenant Wyler.”
Wyler didn’t look up right away.
He hit a key on his keyboard, cleared his throat, and lifted his left arm to look at his gold wristwatch.
“Master Chief Merrick.
You got my administrative memo.”
“I did,” I said.
I set the folder flat on his glass desk between the keyboard and the highlighters.
“That’s my official Navy service record, my Master Chief rating certification and my deployment history with Joint Special Operations Task Force units.”
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