Where Have All the Young Men Gone?

Why the preparation for war on Iraq really hits home in Jacksonville, N.C.

Next time you find yourself forgetting that it's real blood about to be spilled from the real veins of really young Americans, come spend a day in the flattop Marine town of Jacksonville, where even the tattooists' hearts are aching.

"A lot of 'em are young and scared to be going over," says Rachael Mays of the Sleeping Dragon tattoo parlor. "They come in for their meat tags. You know, dog tags for the skin. Their name, rank, serial number, religion, blood type and gas-mask size. They want 'em in case they're blown in half. Then at least some part of...

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