The story of Army.
I belong to Eric’s friend Betsy. I am just a little Keychain mascot. However that gets boring after a while so I sneak off of my keychain and seem to find myself in strange places meeting strange people.
It must be magic that allows me to go everywhere and still be back every time Betsy needs me. Since I have no arms or fingers Eric is nice enough to maintain a web page for me. I just send him the pictures and he posts them on his web page.
-Army No Arms
What Army means to me.
I admire Army because of the adversity he has overcome in his life. He has no arms or fingers and just a nub of a tail. Yet, with all of that against him he always has a smile on his face.
Army does things and goes places we can only dream about. I wish I could go on half the adventures he finds himself on. For every one adventure he goes on there are two we never hear about. If you need someone to look up to or live vicariously through, look no further.
Please feel free to let Army know what he means to you.
Click the funky monkey to send him an email