I didn't cry at my graduation. I didn't cry when my friends said good bye. I didn't cry when the Tear Jerking speeches were held. I didn't cry, until I got home and found the card from my parents. "We knew you'd make it. You are so proud of you." And I cried. I've waited so long to hear those words.

This troper at one point joined the Army, partially to get money for college, partially to serve his country, but mostly to make his father proud. This troper, about half way through Basic Training, had a HeroicBSOD which caused him to be discharged. The day that the decision to discharge this troper was made, he got a letter from his father saying "I am so proud that you are a soldier and that I have a picture to remind me of how proud I am of you." That was the first thing in all of my time in BCT to make me cry.

My marching band won first place in a massive regional competition, one that we had the title stolen from us in the past. When we got home, my dad pulled me aside and told me, "You know, I was sitting there and when they said that [the other band that has the same first word in their name] was second, I was so scared it was you. And then they said your school and... I have never been more proud of you in my life. You did good." I cried.