Help Charlie raise money

I arrived at the First Ranger Battalion in February 1978…17 years old and not really sure I belonged there at all. Over the next few years, I learned a lot about overcoming fear, uncertainty, and fatigue.  I learned not just to push past what I thought were my physical limitations, but to find joy in doing so.  This challenge is just the latest in a 46 year series of attempts to find out how far I can go, or how fast I can go, or just how much pain I can endure.  I have failed spectacularly on many occasions, but I treasure those failures as much as my successes, maybe even more, as they have certainly been more instructive.