I'd shake my head, and I'd ask myself the eternal question: "Why didn't I go into banking?" And I'd look around, and then I'd see another paratrooper, a young guy or girl, and they'd have pulled out their M4 carbine and they'd be picking up
Sacudía mi cabeza, y me hacía la pregunta de siempre: "¿Por qué no me hice banquero?" Y miraba a mi alrededor, y veía a otro paracaidista, un muchacho o muchacha joven, y ya habían sacado su fusil M-4