Fifteen Years After My Father Changed the Locks, He Seated Me at Table Twenty-Two

“Good afternoon, ma’am,” Simmons said.

“I didn’t expect you back on duty until Tuesday.”

“I need an official public affairs verification packet,” I said.

“Every deployment summary, my command history, and the complete citation record.”

“I can print the certified command file right now,” Simmons said.

“Do you want it sent digitally?”

“No,” I said.

“I need hard copies.