I lifted the chest off the shelf and put it on the work counter.

I undid the two brass latches and raised the lid.

Inside was my official Bronze Star citation folder, bound in dark navy leather, and my solid brass EOD Master Chief badge lying on a red felt insert.

Kenneth came over and looked down into the open wooden box.

“You’re taking the heavy paperwork to a middle school Career Day?”

“I’m taking the truth,” I said.

“Wyler’s going to check every line of that citation if you give it to him,” Kenneth said.