So it finally happened.
I turned 28.
I'm home, alone, playing Guitar Hero and wishing I was back in Iraq.
I'm going to be too late getting back in to go with my guys from the 432nd. But I guess it's okay, I'll try to link up with some guys I worked with the first time from the 404th in New Jersey.
My guys will be leaving for MOB site this coming Monday, when I'm heading to Milwaukee MEPS.
I hope nothing happens to some of the new guys who will be going for the first time. I hope I was able to impart something useful to them before I left. Part of me feels like I've deserted them, even though I know that's not the case and that I'm trying as hard as humanly possible to get back.
I feel like an old sack of shit. Emphasis on old.
I hope that I can meet up with them when I finally do get back over there.
JB2D out.
20 November 2007
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You're doing what you can. And there just might be some of us out here who laughed out loud at you calling yourself "old".
Good luck over there, I wish you and yours the best of holidays!!!
O.K., junior, let's cut the "old" talk. Old is a 58-year-old Vietnam and Iraq war veteran who refuses to take his uniform off.
Good luck anyway....!
SFC Chuck Grist
www.AmericanRanger.blogspot.com
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