Veterans Day Thoughts

I loved my time in the Army. I was able to drive from coast to coast twice. I saw Germany, Italy, the Alps, Sicily, Cyprus, Kuwait, Iraq, the United Arab Emirates, the Azores off of Portugal, and Mexico. I saw the best and the worst of America's miltary might. I moved tanks, flew in Airforce planes, worked with helicopters, and every wheeled and tracked vehicle in our arsenal. I've seen the brute strength of the Patriot Missle System. I know what it's like to hear that whistle and thud of incoming rockets and mortars. I've felt the concussion of a grenade and an RPG. God blessed me with the opportunity to learn about people from all walks of life. Buddy became a way of life. I'm thankful for my Band of Brothers. They know who they are. We sweat to death in make-shift hooches in Balad. We ate local chicken on the tarmac of Mosul. We held Bibles study in abandon airport terminals. We know what "that" smell is. We road marched up tank hill. Our feet know every inch of Ft Campbell. We've run from the soccer field to Bicycle Lake at Ft Irwin. PT is free is still our mantra. Hooah is our thing. Air Assault is our war cry. We represent the 171st Movement Control Team, the 372nd Trans Company, and the 101st Airborne Division (Air Assault). I loved my time in the Army. Maybe God will bless me with the opportunity to serve again. Pray for our vets. Support them. Appreciate them. We're still at war. Right now troops are trying to stay warm in the mountains of Afghanistan. From the "Berm" to Mosul, troops are working for you in Iraq. In parts unknown our "Silent Professionals" of the Special Forces community are doing things that would make our nightmares look like Christmas. Remember our military.

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