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"I don't know if guilt is the right word," says his wife, "but he has a lot of questions
-- 'Why was it me? Why did that have to happen to Brennan and Mendoza? Why am I the one that's there and I can talk to my family and I can see my wife?'" Giunta wanted to make sure all the guys he served with received "enough respect," Jenny Giunta says, but understood, too, that he could seize this once-in-a-lifetime moment to talk about something bigger
-- the sacrifices of U.S. troops and their families. So in every appearance, he pivots from the Sal Giunta story to the bigger picture. Americans "can live their lives unhampered by these wars because there are people
... who will raise their right hand and say, 'I will go to war for my country,'" he says. "They're so fortunate and they don't even know it." At times, Giunta can seem polished beyond his 25 years. He chooses his words carefully, speaks without a written text and stands ramrod straight in his dress blues. He's patient and unfailingly polite as a long line of well-wishers greet him with hugs, a gift or two, and their own war stories. He is, though, still a young man. So an occasional "dude," "cool" or "awesome" pop up in conversation, as does a sense of humor. After all these years, he says, he's happy to have such an attentive audience. "I've been talking my whole life and no one usually wants to hear what I want to say," he says. Salvatore Augustine Giunta didn't plan on becoming a soldier. He was a rambunctious kid who liked to fool around and play golf
-- he was good enough by fourth or fifth grade to play with adults. He got in his share of trouble as a teen and tended to wing it in school. He was the kind of student, jokes his mother, Rosemary, who found school "somewhat interfered with his social life" and would head off to class in the morning when he had to give a speech without even choosing a topic. Or if he did, he'd carry note cards
-- but they were blank. His father, Steve, says his son liked to push the envelope, saying life was more fun "in the gray area. The rub is," the elder Giunta says with a laugh, "it was kind of a black area for his mother and me." "He had such a zest for life that he always wanted to hit it at 100 miles an hour," Giunta's father adds. "Many of those same traits
... made him a great soldier." Giunta was still in high school mopping floors one night at his job at a Subway sandwich shop
-- he had decided against college -- when he heard a recruitment commercial on radio. The lure:
a free T-shirt. The catch: He had to listen to the pitch. Giunta liked what he heard: He could get paid to jump out of planes, learn to shoot, run around in the woods, make friends, see the world and serve his country. "Those were things that, in a nutshell, really sounded good to me," he says. He got his T-shirt. And a plan for the next four years. Giunta says he grew up during his first deployment to Afghanistan. Over one two-week period, his company lost five members. "I saw every single one of those people within two hours before, and I saw them after they died." It changed his outlook on his life. "At 18 years old, you think you can go out and conquer the world," he says. "You've just trained for a year. You jump out of planes. You can shoot the targets you're aiming at. You're going to go there, you're going to kick butt, you're going to come back. Everything's going to be OK and we're going to move on
... But in those two weeks, it just became apparent to me that's not how it goes." Last spring, Giunta saw the aftermath of war from the other side: He escorted a fallen 19-year-old soldier home to Montana. Months later, he struggles to explain his feelings. "That was probably one of the more difficult things I've ever done in the military because there are so many things that you're trained for," he says, his voice trailing off
... " and (you) don't have words to express to the family." Giunta's hitch ends in February. He says he hasn't decided whether he'll stay in the Army, but acknowledges he's been flooded with offers in and out of the military. He is now part of an elite club of 87 living Medal of Honor recipients. Some have offered advice
-- he declines to be specific -- but he vows to pass it along to the next medal recipient which, he says, "will hopefully be soon." He's eager to return to Italy to become just another soldier again. "To go incognito and take a break
-- that'll be nice," he says. But his travels are not over. He was scheduled to appear in Times Square on New Year's Eve, and later another leg of his publicity tour
-- to California -- is planned. Giunta's schedule can take its toll. His mother says when she joined him in his recent visit to Washington, D.C., sometimes after standing in a long receiving line, he'd return to their minivan and quietly put his head down to decompress. "He needs breathers," she says. "He really does." She says she's reminded her son he need not accept all the offers and invitations. "I said, 'Sal, there are so many doors opening for you,'" she recalls, "`but you don't have to walk through every one.'"
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