It's been 14 months since I was wounded. I'm home now, living with one of my closest friends, emmycantbemeeko, dating a really great girl, rotcdawn, who I've known for some time now but only recently became involved with. Life's getting slowly back to normal as I settle into my routine and reacquaint myself with Tallahassee, but it's been a long road ( Read more... )

One of the scariest things about being in Baghdad was that it was not a war zone. Although the US forces were taking casualties at a steady rate of about 2 per day, our mission continued on without any great consequence. We patrolled, we went on occaisional raids, we'd do vehicle checkpoints; day to day life was not a battle. We'd watch movies ( Read more... )

With the way things have been going with the war in Iraq, more people than ever have become interested in hearing a “soldiers perspective.” Yet I find myself answering the most complicated questions with the most dilute answers. It’s hard to describe the experience of being an occupying soldier in a foreign city. One separated from your home by ( Read more... )

I went to the tag office today and got my purple heart liscense plate. It turns out that getting wounded entitles you to free liscense plates for the rest of your life! Plus Georgia waives some of the state taxesfor vehicle registration.

Handicapped parking sticker, free liscense plates and a pimpin' new cane! This just keeps getting better ( Read more... )

Ive been without consistent internet access for some time now, byut thanks to the miracle of WiFi Im back on the intranet. And I even have a working email adress again, Rebelcoyote@hotmail.com

I can’t remember his name but his face is still strong in my memory, I believe he was called Mohamed. He was our youngest interpreter at 18 and one of my favorite people to work with. He was a short young man with a thin mustache, glasses and a distinctively boyish voice. He was shy and quiet most of the time but was always happy to talk with ( Read more... )

Over the last few months, I’ve thought a lot about the wars we’ve fought. Although I’m aware of the significance of the conflict I was involved in I never fired a shot. I didn't do anymore than any of the other guys in my unit and even though I was wounded, my purple heart merely reflects unfortunate timing. People wonder how the traumatic attack ( Read more... )

The conversation started, as most do these days, with him asking me what happened to my foot. He was an old man and a veteran, as were all the old men here at the hospital but unlike most people, he wasn’t surprised when I told him how I’d been injured ( Read more... )

My father made it down here today around 4 which was great cause that was about when I was waking up. He took me out to best buy where I did some shopping then we went to the movies and saw Action Movie #47627 also called Paycheck starring Ben Afleck. It was as good as could be expected, I was entertained although I think I got as much ( Read more... )

Well, As of midnight, I am officially 21 yers old. And don't think that just because I'm in the hospital I haven't been having a wild time! I crutched down to the vending machines a few hours ago and got a honey bun and some zingers and a microwave croisant sandwhich! See, you don't need alcahol to have fun, you don't even need friends or the ( Read more... )