Yes, I am wearing body armor, and that is a rifle slung across my back. Notice I am also drinking coffee. We do a lot of that in the Army. On this day, in particular, we had our farewell ceremony, and our MACOM (major command) commander came down from Minnesota to see us off. He's a Major General, two stars, and apparently does a lot of important stuff, like this:this man commands over 10,000 people, and this is what he does with his day...
Let me fill you in on some of our back story. Like I said, we were deployed from Milan, Ohio on November the eighth. From there we traveled to North Fort Hood, Texas. It's kind of desolate here. All of the buildings are poured concrete floors and cinder block walls, painted a boring white. My friend Dan Van (you can access his blog here) says it is a crappy eggshell, about 40 degree gloss. He's a paint salesman. All of the windows are at eye level, which makes me feel like I'm perpetually in a basement. here's an example, but I doctored the photo a bit to make this seem like a pleasant place:
Pretty, pretty sunset. After a few days, some briefings and shots, and a generally horrid time doing paperwork, we departed for Montana. The post was Fort Harrison, which is just outside of Helena. We were living the life of Riley there, with our single man rooms and the like. It was a good time from the start. Here's my room:nice and organized
It was nice. After a while we began to have "circle meetings," as they were called by Spc. Simmons, where Dan and I drank PBR and listened to Simmons rant about various things.disheveled and fun!
As with all systems' tendency to drift toward chaos, my room followed the laws of entropy. It was also the central meeting point for these "circle meets." Note the empty 18 pack of Miller High Life. It's a good thing that you can't see the trash can, because in all likelihood it was overflowing with beer cans and Bacardi bottles. Not a lot to do in Montana, you see.At any rate, after a month of all this stuff, which included some really neat times, like climbing nearby Mt. Helena and seeing lots of mule deer, we had to go, our new job skills in tow.
After a fun time in Montana, we left to go back to Fort Hood. We were there for a week, and then we got to go home!
Upon returning to Texas in early January, we began lots of training to get us ready to go to Iraq. We did things like rifle qualification, combat patrols, convoy exercises, force protection, the gas chamber, and again, lots of paperwork and shots. This time it was dreadful because I had to get my smallpox vaccination. For anyone who doesn't know how this works, it's dreadful. Most vaccines are made from an attenuated virus and injected into you. The virus is attenuated through serial passage, which is a kind of selective breeding for viruses. Not with the smallpox vaccination. It essentially hasn't changed since Edward Jenner gave the first one waaaaay back in 1796.
They take a small needle with two tips and jab your non-dominant shoulder three times. After inducing a small amount of blood, they swab on a paste containing live cowpox virus (a close relative of Vaccina virus, hence the term "vaccine") and proceed to bandage it up. After a few days, it gets gross, like so:
That's a DC-10. I had to pull this picture direct off of the Boeing website, under the "out of production category." Thanks again, Uncle Sam. The last one of these bad boys rolled out in 1989. It should be fun.
4 comments:
I can’t believe how messed up the Army is at times. Keep on trucking.
Hey! You left today for Iraq. :[ thats sad!!!!!!! Anyway hope your having lots of fun on The Official Michael Muntifering Iraq Army Adventure Experience . Love you! ~your sis, Sarah
hey Bear!
I love you're blog, it is very you. so you go a few vaccines, stop being such a pussy cat! just because you have a gaping hole in the side of your arm doesn't mean you have to be such a sissy. just kidding I love you honey it looks like it hurts. If i came across that buck from the picture in person I would be afraid of deer too! You are flying to Miami currently and I'm staying up waiting to hear from you. I miss you so much and can't wait to know you made it safe and sound. You're boy says hi too! I love you mike, talk to you soon!
(p.s.- I LLLLLLIIIIke chocolate milk!)
Hi Mike this is your cousin Sam.
Wow the Army is rough!
Nice blog.
well, have fun(kinda)
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