I could start about Matt being in Iraq, but bitchin about that isn't going to do any good.
Oh yeah. I should tell all you folks that stumbled into this toilet by entering "Military+Dad, or Military + Father, I am one. I know, it doesn't look like this blog is about a diary, but it is.
The things you often see here are my way of poking fun at things that trouble me, or that maybe I just find funny. My therapist insisted that I do something creative, he he, bet he never thought of this
If you go back to some of my earlier blogs, you will find some stuff about that.
My son Matt
is a member of the 2nd div 23rd inf reg,
, 4th Stryker brigade stationed at FOB Falcon.
He got his looks from his mom, and his attitude from dad.
I don't find it theraputic to dwell on it. I just do my best to busy myself daily with things that keep my mind off the situation.
Matt and some of his buddies, who have agreed to let me post pictures, and talk about them, like Keith, in the bacground,
And Michael, in the forground,
check in here from time to time, so if you would care to share your thoughts about the shitty mess they are in, or wish them well, by all means leave a comment.
One word of caution, this is no joking matter.
You are always welcome to speak your mind here, but when referring to these guys, do so in a manner that shows the respect that they deserve.
They stepped up and volunteered to serve their country.
They are over there doing what they have to do, and we are here doing what we want to do because of them and all the servicemen that went before them.
Regardless of your opinion of this war, they deserve our gratitude.
On another note, I'm thinking I might sign up again.
I never much liked the tank guys, they got to ride while we humped our 65 lbs of gear over hill and dale.
I might be coerced into reconsidering.
Yes, I stole this picture from, Keeskennis who probably stole it from someone else, who probably stole it from, well you know how that shit goes.
If you ever feel like restealing something from me, just