You know, after I got hit, at the field hospital, the chaplain asked me was there anybody I wanted to send my effects to should, you know, the worst happen. I told him I didn’t think my dad had much use for two pairs of green socks and an old paper bag. Let him remember my life, you know? Of course I didn’t die, which was inconvenient ‘cause the chaplain had already trashed my footlocker. Still missing half my stuff. Can’t find my leg anywhere
#I’M GOING TO CRY #I think his story was an attempt at two things: #a) to tell Peggy that based on his personal experience #he thinks Steve may want her to remember his life. Not that he is dead. #and b) to make her laugh because he recognizes that she really needs to right now because she faces so many difficulties. #Steve is dead. Nobody gives her the credit she has earned. She cannot do what she is here for. #She needs to laugh and he’s going to try in this moment. #I love him can you tell? (via demisexualsimontam)
are you kidding me rn with these tags you’re making me cry with you. all of that^ plus the fact that he’s the one guy in peggy’s office who sees and treats her as an equal… i would just like to say AGENT DANIEL SOUSA VERY VERY IMPORTANT
