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You are the wind beneath my feet....

Sometimes, in the still of the night, I surprisingly miss the sand against my face. I know, trust me, no Solider, Airman or Marine, misses the grit of the dirt in their teeth. No one misses the crunch of moon dust in their mouth they they bite down on a pre-packaged meal that was made by the lowest bidder. I simply long for the air. Despite reports of negative effects from everything from burn pits to local brick factories, it is truly the smell that takes me back. It seems as if it is a double edged sword. The smell takes me home. Sometimes when I am out and about, I knee [mentally] and close my eyes and take a deep breath. It bothers me that I'm not really at home; that I've never never really come home. I close my eyes and relive it all over again.
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The things we miss...

I can't speak for everyone. I can't attempt to paraphrase the combined experience of the Army, Marine Corps, Air Force and Navy into one simple blog. I only speak for myself and I truly hope you find the things you are looking for here. This isn't a place to complain about politics, religion or simple life. I only seek to express what I believe what were potentially the best days of most of our lives. Read this blog on the days you want to remember, the days you want to forget, the days when you have to ask yourself "Have I made a difference? Will people remember me? What is my legacy?" You will not only we be remembered in the annals of history, but our stories, songs and shared experiences will define warfare in the 21st century. So I invite all to read, share and most importantly move forward. This is our shared story. This is our legacy. We answered the call, we met the need. A requirement for warfighters was published and we answered. I only seek to tell OU
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