Rec Category: Jack O'Neill
Categories: character study, angst, ep related, time travel
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ivorygates
Author's Website: Fic Journal Table Of Contents / Ivorygates on AO3
Link: M is for You Must Remember This
Why This Must Be Read: This is a powerful, almost angry character study of Jack O'Neill, within the context of 1969, time travel and its ramifications, and Jack's original memories of the era. So, so good!
He’s got a sunburn from an August day that was thirty years ago and yesterday: the first time he saw that August he was seventeen in Minnesota waving his acceptance letter from the Academy like the Get Out Of Jail Free card that it was (in 1969, people worried about the Draft, the ’Nam, and it was ‘hell no, I won’t go,’ for half his generation and ‘my country: right or wrong’ for the other half; there’s a lesson there for cynics). It wasn’t that he wouldn’t have been proud to serve (the O’Neills tended to be Navy men), of course. It was just that he wanted to fly. (Wouldn’t you know it, four years later he was jumping out of perfectly good airplanes over the same godforsaken jungle half his high school classmates had been lost in.) And the second time—thirty years removed but not in any way that matters—he was in Washington DC, breaking into an armory to catch the brass (naquadaah) ring for a free ride home.
Categories: character study, angst, ep related, time travel
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:
ivorygatesAuthor's Website: Fic Journal Table Of Contents / Ivorygates on AO3
Link: M is for You Must Remember This
Why This Must Be Read: This is a powerful, almost angry character study of Jack O'Neill, within the context of 1969, time travel and its ramifications, and Jack's original memories of the era. So, so good!
He’s got a sunburn from an August day that was thirty years ago and yesterday: the first time he saw that August he was seventeen in Minnesota waving his acceptance letter from the Academy like the Get Out Of Jail Free card that it was (in 1969, people worried about the Draft, the ’Nam, and it was ‘hell no, I won’t go,’ for half his generation and ‘my country: right or wrong’ for the other half; there’s a lesson there for cynics). It wasn’t that he wouldn’t have been proud to serve (the O’Neills tended to be Navy men), of course. It was just that he wanted to fly. (Wouldn’t you know it, four years later he was jumping out of perfectly good airplanes over the same godforsaken jungle half his high school classmates had been lost in.) And the second time—thirty years removed but not in any way that matters—he was in Washington DC, breaking into an armory to catch the brass (naquadaah) ring for a free ride home.
