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Chess Pieces: Army Men

They were the Chess pieces of my childhood, and as a child, I moved them around. Always inventing new ways for them to fight. The battles were simpler in Elementry school you had time between ice cream summers and snowball winters. Boys called you cool in elementary school if you had an army, and a baby in middle school if you still commanded your troops. There was a myth that the child was a child at graduation and an adult by the end of a summer. So the armies held their positions and waited for orders that would never come.