From the "Writer" side: I've reviewed some comments folks have left in the past. I've also had a few e-mails for those who can figure out how to e-mail me... I have no hidden agenda, no "drunken" postings, and as far as what my Army MOS really is...some have figured it's not "Mess Kit Repair" after they've googled the Army MOS list...
OK, it's really "Combat Comic." I'm one of those who in the face of danger and bad things, who, by strict training and discipline, I can stand up and start spewing some kind of humor. If I can't shoot the enemy, my duty is to make him die laughing. Our motto: "Always Laughing, Always."
Somebody commented about the time I got shot at outside of Camp Gannon. Like it was a common event. Well, once you hear the gun shots, or the mortar going off...and you see that they missed you...it does no good to get upset or freak out... as long as you are not bleeding. After awhile, at some of the places I was at in Iraq, we sort of got used to the sound of guns going off and things blowing up. Most of the guns were AKs... like Gunny Sgt Highway said in the movie "Heartbreak Ridge" you need to know the distinct sound of an enemy AK 47 going off.
It was when we heard the American weapons going off, like the M2 .50 cal, or a 240, that we started to reach for our own weapons. Most of the time our gate guards kept the camps and FOBs pretty secure.
In Nov 05, our replacements showed up in Baghdad. We were all sitting outside the "office" doing our nightly "burn barrel" ritual...when some local Hajjis let a few burst from AKs go off. It was Thursday night....and the rounds went straight up into the air (as identified by the pretty green tracer rounds).
Us "vets" thought nothing of it because the rounds would easily go over our area and land somewhere in Baghdad. However, when I looked back down to earth, all the new guys were laying on the ground looking for cover.
We just laughed and thought "gee, I'm glad we're going home in a week."