by Honor Fusselman
I was born on Veterans Day.
My parents have told the story that the name Honor seemed only fitting to be given to an infant on that day. My name has become the core of my identity, a challenge I strive to live up to each day.
I grew up in a pro-military family and community just outside of Fort Worth, Texas. Some kids dream of playing professional sports, or becoming a doctor. I always dreamed of serving in the military. That isn’t to say my path to West Point was foreordained, but it was a goal I had since my early youth.