- The bite of gravel into my palms as I did my best to push Missouri back into the ground, along with 200 of my closest friends
- The feeling of accomplishment the first time I qualified expert on the M-16
- The rush I got the first time I did an Australian rappel
- Sunset at the Asilomar
- Coming out of the building in Augsburg and realizing I hadn’t seen the sun in 6 weeks
- The sound of a little girl crying because I had told her her mother hadn’t survived
- Sunrise over the Chiracahuas
- 6 inches of snow in an hour over a convoy of diplomatic cargo in Russia
- Laying in a snowbank on top of Mount Vis
- The color and smell of the earth in that field near Mostar
- Watching young soldiers learn what my team was teaching them
- Night driving my track
- The taste of red dirt on four continents. Seriously, did the Corps of Engineers do a study to find all of the places on earth where there is red clay just so they could send me to visit all of them?
- The weight of the hanger on the day I hung up my uniform for the last time
Memories
Posted by daddybear71 on November 11, 2011
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Rauðbjorn
/ November 11, 2011In case no one has said it to you recently; Thank you for your service.
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DaddyBear
/ November 11, 2011Not me. Thank someone who's been shot at.
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Old NFO
/ November 11, 2011Thanks ANYWAY DB, you put on the uniform, you ARE a veteran… Plain and simple…
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Borepatch
/ November 11, 2011I think I'd rather get shot at then have to tell a little girl that her Mom was dead.
Thanks for what you did.
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Monsoon Matriarch
/ November 13, 2011Sounds like someone's been to my neck of the woods. The real way to spell it is HUA!!
Thanks for your service and your great blog.
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