So here it is. The home stretch of the last lap. I wasn't able to see this through and keep posting. That was for a lot of reasons, one of which was that I knew I would be coming here and new daily experiences would be hard to come by. Here being Iraq, where the days tend to blur together, particularly on Camp Victory where I work. It's not too bad really.
Anyhow, I was watching the sun set over Lost Lake tonight and as it disappeared behind a stand of date palms and a palace built from sandstone, I realized that it was the last daylight of my twenties. Now that I've entered the long, dark night of my thirties I'll have to resolve to keep having new experience, whether I blog them for the world or not.
In all seriousness, this year was full of new experiences that I couldn't have even guessed at before, most notably of course deploying to Baghdad. I have plenty of stories from this place already. For any of you who happen upon this post, I miss seeing you and look forward to being home. Only about three months until it's time to pack up and head back to America. It's a good place, America. Will be nice to see it again.
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Just remember that the most dangerous piloting job for a navigation team is in your home channel after a deployment. Happy birthday, be safe down the home stretch, and welcome back when you get here!
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