Away from home… once again

Once again, courtesy of the United States government, I am on an all-expense-paid year-long holiday to exciting destinations.  The only catch, I have to wear the clothing I’m issued, eat the food I’m issued, and live in the tin can I’m issued.  I can’t take my family with me (nor would I necessarily want them to experience what I am experiencing), although from time to time I catch myself saying something like, "I wish Shelley and the kids could see this…."

Many things are unlike the last deployment.  While the changes ensure a lack of boredom, it would be a test of my veracity and a question as to my integrity to suggest the differences are positive.  While I have placed my foot in the political arena, I have never experienced politics to the degree of gusto with which it is wielded here, at many levels.

It is safe to suggest that nothing short of a land-grab is afoot which would make the US Westward Expansion in the early to mid 1800′s appear as nothing more than a picnic.  I’m speaking figuratively, in case you think I’m making some allusion to actual real estate acquisition here, although when it comes to work-space, on a somewhat smaller scale than full-scale invasion, the demarcations couldn’t be more clear than if the Alphas marked them with their own urine, in the manner of the canine.

Missing my wife and kids (all four) aside, the hours are long, but productive, and all-in-all, I feel as though I am contributing to a greater good; a sentiment that seems at odds with that of the majority of my compatriots within our little unit.

Since the Air Force mishandled three of my bags on the way here, I am sans camera, among other items, so I am alas unable to share with you vistas of Mesopotamia, and Ur.  You will have to be patient until I can acquire a suitable replacement.  I’m sure I will make up for lost time then.

Until that time, stay tuned (as they say in radio) for more updates.

A preview of coming attractions:

Encounter with a camel spider
The joys of the combat shower experience
TCN’s and the decline of the responsible soldier

… and more!

Until then, ma’a sala’ama (peace, out)



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2 Responses to Away from home… once again

  1. Ericka says:

    hello Tim, I\’m not sure if you\’ll remember me but I met you at "His Grounds" coffee house in Landstuhl Germany a few years ago. I was a 19 year old red headed barista then. :) I am now married with a little girl that\’s 15 months old and a little surprise on the way. I\’m so glad I saw your blog on here. It was very well written and captivating. It\’s been over a year since I\’ve checked this email account. I hope you continue to do well as you\’re away from your family. I can\’t imagine how hard that must be at times. May the peace and grace of our God be with you! -Ericka-

  2. David says:

    TimDid you get my e-mail\’s? I still did not get your foot lockers. If I was with you time would go faster, just like in Kosovo. If you get a phone number e-mail on my AKO address. The Maj. Sorensen called today. I just read that you can now wear your combat patch, to bad it is the 28th. I don\’t know how that works since the 28th is not actived, but that is the Army. How is your room? Is Shelley and the kids? I hope they are fine. If you need anything you know how to get intouch with me.Take care and keep your head down, and the rest of you.David Varone (SSG ret)

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