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A chaptered story told on many blogs starts here and continues here:
Chapter Eight: Dinner
Then there’s all the stuff guys get in care packages. We have a table set up in the Dining Facility for stuff that guys don’t want or was sent to share. When we first set up the table, we had to chase off the local interpreters because they went hog wild over that stuff and the Soldiers weren’t getting much. As soon as they realized that there was enough to go around and there was a steady supply, they settled down.
One of the best things about dinner, though, is the company. It is nice to sit down, eat leisurely, and laugh and joke with the guys. Sometimes, it’s a bitch session and we get all whiny about something or other, but mostly it’s jokes and laughter, guys telling war stories about their last deployment or things done in years past.
I don’t tell many stories, though, especially on baked chicken night.
Posted by on March 17, 2007 09:16 AM | Permalink
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