When Daddy is shipped overseas, the Army Brat is the carefree ragamuffin who bravely tries to take over as head of the house. At retreat you can spot Army Brats. They are the five year olds who solemnly place their right hands over their hearts as the Flag comes down. On memorial day they are the children who plant a flag on a military grave with personal knowledge of a family friend who never came home. Brats are found all over the world, playing with children of other lands.
Language is no barrier, childhood is their bond.
They are often arrayed in odd bits of Army clothing or their mother's high heels. They are the generals with stripes on their sleeves. They are the angels of mercy , bandaging their dolls with field dressings. To create an Army Brat, heaven combined the courage of a soldier, the love of a mother, and the faith of a child. To this the brat has added the humor of a puppy, the gentleness of a summer breeze and the cussedness of a top kick.