A Navy Officer Set Out to Humiliate My Son in Front of Three Hundred Students

Wyler picked up the folder with two fingers, flipped open the cover, and skimmed the top page without turning it.

“I see Explosive Ordnance Disposal Technician, Master Chief.

I see four overseas deployments.

I don’t see a Naval Special Warfare insignia.”

“Because I’m an EOD technician, Lieutenant,” I said, keeping my voice level and flat.

“When I deploy with SEAL teams, I clear explosive hazards for their operational elements.

My son is eleven.

To him, my unit and theirs are the same team.”