The Countdown

It has been over a month since I have last posted, and I promise that the posts will get more frequent, and more entertaining as the process speeds up. In less than 60 days, I will be back on Active Duty. The squad that I will be a part of is pretty much set in stone. There could be a couple more added or taken away, but its pretty much set. We have at last count, 4 Infantryman, 2 Combat Engineers (infantryish with the joy of blowing stuff up), 3 other various MOS's(military occupational specialty), and the Squad leader is also a combat arms veteran. We have argueably, the best squad in the entire company.

We were visited by the TAG of CA, and he talked with us for maybe 5-8 minutes, and it wasn't really all that memorable. Don't get me wrong, its a "big" deal when a 2 star general visits your AO, but to us lowly peons, it really means little. The reason that he was there is way more important that he himself is. There is a training site on the Central Coast, that prepare's deploying Reservists(that means all categories of Reservists), get ready for combat. Like all DoD programs, they all compete for a cut of the pie. Well, they simulated a lane of training, as an example to all of the bigwigs of what they do. I was flattered as the only non-infantry qualified person to be asked to be part of the demonstration(they needed someone to carry the machine gun), but I declined because I thought that it would be more important for me to be with my platoon in the field, little did I know, that the demonstration wasn't just for funding for CA, but for the whole Nat'l Guard nationwide. Had I known that, I would have done it in a heartbeat. I will say with a bit of pride that 2 of my squadmates were on the team. I will be in safe hands.

I go into my final days home with mixed emotions, and way too little time to spend with everyone that I'd like to. It is a very morbid idea, that someone who's 28 years old(I had a recent birthday), to have to have a will, occupational hazard I guess.