I haven't been to half the places I want to go, or experienced things I've been told stories
about, but what I have done is play volleyball with Iraqi’s. If I have to put a number on it
I would say it ranks right up there with seeing the pope or walking the great wall of China.
I'm beginning to get into my "twilight zone" here (which is a good thing), where you slowly
let go of your grip on the outside world, your habits and comfort items. Last time it took
much longer and for some it never leaves the thought process of everyday life here. Now don't
think that means I cut ties with all friends and family, in fact it couldn't be farther from
that, it allows me a chance to except my surroundings and come to peace with my position for
the time being. I think the one thing that gets under my skin right now would have to be the
fact we want to improve the lifestyle and wellbeing more than the people here, and that's not
everyone but enough to put a ripple in things; You know, One bad apple.. I think the "black &
white question that no one wants to propose is, Can you fight guerrilla warfare with conventional
techniques? And the answer is yes... if you want to loose countless lives of American soldiers
and spend years possibly decades in a country that knows nothing but bloodshed and oppression.
War is not a normal day at the office no matter how much you think it is and you cant put a
suit and a new pair of shoes on it to fool the American public. I think I'm just tired of
losing brothers and sisters in arms, and all because were bringing knives to a gunfight. I
love my country, and I will do what is asked of me until I haven’t a breath left in my lungs
because that is what makes our country great. And if you ask me it's the only thing that holds
it together.
Saturday, May 12, 2007
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Thank you for letting us know you are OK. I know how you feel about our men and women paying the ultimate sacrifice. Hate is driving the enemy while duty and honor are the banners over our soldiers. Why the world can't see that we are not the bad guys, is beyond me.
You are so heavy on my heart, Brian, but it is bursting with pride at the same time.
All my love, Mom
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