an aide and apprentice. Travis would later admit that the time spent with his uncle and his family probably saved him from a depressive fate. Never a word was said by the rest of the company staff other than to give the new man a friendly ribbing. Many within SSI came from similar backgrounds and circumstances. It was the former Marine turned CEO who had helped many of his staff over the years. They respected their leader’s decisions and believed in his vision. The second and probably more important reason, was that the entire company harbored a deep and open respect for the Stokes family. Col. Stokes was a tough man but a fair man. He always made time for his family and was known for walking the halls and kicking his employees out so they could spend time with their own loved ones. Every person up and down the chain felt like they had earned the title of SSI employee. The feeling was very similar to the young man crossing the parade deck and finally being called a Marine. It was an atmosphere that Cal Sr. worked hard to foster from the beginning. Other key players in the SSI family also came from employment similar to Cal’s cousin. There was the logistics chief, Martin Farmer, a former Marine Master Sergeant who’d been relieved of duty after falling deep into alcoholism and depression upon coming home from deployment to find his wife sleeping with the Marine next door. There had been no violence, only the swift decline of a man once revered by his peers and now hindered by the bottle. Farmer’s crusty old Sergeant Major was the one to give Col. Stokes the heads-up. The Sergeant Major and Colonel had served together on two separate occasions and held each other in high regard. So when the phone call came from his former Marine, he was glad to help. He’d reviewed the Master Sergeant’s record that, minus the present problem, was exemplary including two meritorious promotions. Next he hopped a flight to Camp Lejeune and was formally introduced by the Sergeant Major. Col. Stokes recognized the pain in the man’s eyes and made a deal with him. He would pay for the man’s rehabilitation and counseling. At the end of the program if Farmer came out clean, he would be hired at SSI. Like most Marines, MSgt Farmer was a proud man and fully appreciated the helping hand he’d received. He flew through recovery and reported in to work ninety days later, right after a brief stop in North Carolina to finalize his divorce. MSgt Farmer became one of Cal Sr.’s brightest stars and totally revamped SSI’s logistics division. It seemed early on that Col. Stokes had an eye for talent. All along the way, Cal Jr. became a welcome aide to the SSI CEO. He’d often sit in on high level meetings and interviews. Sometimes he was in the room; other times he was next door listening through the conference intercom system. Cal learned that his father was a special man that invested in his fellow man first in order to better himself and others. Cal learned that his father had a special place in his heart for those in need of a second chance, but that second chances always came with stipulations. Cal Sr.’s sense of morality was strong when it came down to the activity that caused any potential employee to get into trouble. He remembered the time an old friend had gone out on a limb for a certain Navy Master Chief. Apparently the two didn’t quite know each other but somehow the Master Chief knew enough people to get referred to Col. Stokes. The story Cal Sr. received from his old friend differed drastically from the story that finally came out of the ill-fated Master Chief’s mouth. Apparently the sailor believed that ANY first infraction warranted a second chance in the mind of the founder of SSI. He soon found out otherwise. It quickly surfaced that the man had twisted his story in order to gain sympathy with his former commander. The commander (an old friend of Col. Stokes) took the man for his word and was more than happy to