I was destined for Kuwait, to a 12 hour a day job, to completion of my military studies, and to be in ½ marathon shape. I ended up in Afghanistan—in a 15-17 hour a day job, with no studies, and returned home out of shape. Yet in submission to the will of the military, submission to something outside of myself and far greater than myself, I am a much richer person.
It is only a part of the tale, the part that I was able to share with my Dad. I have many other stories and pictures to share, but for now, I need to leave the story alone and get on with the business of living.
In June I received an award from the Nevada Air Guard for my prior deployment in 2003/04. Since I was again deployed, they presented the award to my Dad. He was a member of the Nevada Air Guard and he accepted the award in front of the whole Air Wing. He was my military inspiration and I am thrilled that he knew that. Here are my favorite pictures from the awards ceremony.
I hope you enjoy the story.
