Two days ago I wrote about love…true love, awesome love, the kind of love that makes you write dumb blogs about love…but I didn’t write about the truest of all loves.
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Two days ago I wrote about love…true love, awesome love, the kind of love that makes you write dumb blogs about love…but I didn’t write about the truest of all loves.
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This post will be only and entirely about love…true love, awesome love, the kind of love that makes you write dumb blogs about love. If you hate reading this kind of stuff, or if you just plain don’t believe in true love, you are welcome to click the back button on your browser…or, if you so wish, you can read on…maybe you will come out a believer.
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So, this week of Combat Skills Training at Fort Dix, New Jersey has me at a simulated FOB, which means Forward Operating Base. Basically, we are living as if we were in Iraq or Afghanistan, which means living in tents and dealing with limited showers and limited hours for food, etc. Actually, this is a bit worse than it is going to be in Afghanistan. I can only shower once every other day…and I have to fight for a shower. They have 700 people here, and only 24 showers…so figure that one out. I’ve talked to a few Army people here and they all say they’d rather be in Iraq…so there you have it…this sucks.
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