In World War I, Paul Butin wore the eagles of a colonel on his shoulders, but when he stood his last review his sleeves were crosshatched with a sergeant's chevrons. In one of the Regular Army's most irregular careers, he had left the service for physical disability after the war, rehabilitated himself, enlisted as a private. By last week, after twelve years' enlisted service, he was a 60-year-old sergeant, ready to retire. Said he, after a parade in his honor: "I wish I was 30 years younger and starting this all over again."
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