A tale of woe!

First off I must feel bad for my good friend Laura who is having a horrible time finding out from her unit when exactly she is leaving. See Laura is attached to our unit from the National Gaurd and she has done a wonderful job demonstrating to me why I should not join the reserve or National Gaurd. To top it off her husband is scheduled to leave for Iraq (he is in the active Army) just several months after her return. I don't know how I would be able to do it if someone told me that I would be again without Michelle for a year just after returning home. It is a mixed up, mad world, so my thoughts and prayers are with her and the fellow soldiers of the unit to get home soon. They have after all already been through enough having their lives disrupted and all.

Things have been very busy for me as I prepare to leave. Boxes to be sent home, things to take care of regarding my car and transportation. Just as busy getting ready to leave here as I was coming over. Tomorow will be my actual last mission that takes me off the realative saftey of our forward operating base. Our unit has been visited by a WWII paratrooper from our unit that is the most highly decorated officer to have served with the 82nd. He is an awesome guy and to hear the stories he has to tell first hand, the stories we have all read about in history books, is an amazing experience. I feel truly lucky to have had the chance to sit down and talk with him about his experiences, and I'm glad he felt he could make out here at 89 years old. Tomorow we are going to show him around a bit outside of the base. Should be some good stuff for all my fans out there.