At ease, soldier
I had a number of things I wanted to write about today, but nothing seems more important than this.
My buddy Daly is now officially at ease. That’s him today with his discharge papers. He was my age when he joined the Army Reserves. That was a few months before 9/11. Now, with a little more gray in his beard and a lot more stories, he is home.
I am going to miss his writing at the Daly Briefing, but if it means him being out of harm’s way and home with his family, I’m just fine.
Welcome home, buddy.
Thank you for your service, Daly. Welcome home.
Hoo-ah. Send him my best.
-DrC
I’d read his blog and was happy for him. The picture I mistook for a guy I know down in N.C. Your dad travel? Hope he’s avoided the IRR entirely. Oscifers like Doc never get off the list. I think at the start they drug a 60 year old Granny with a skill they needed back in. I wonder what the MOS is for a guitar play radiologist. Not a lot of those out there.
LOL – actually, I’m one of the few who got off the list. That said, I’m actually thinking about getting back on.
As for the 60 year old granny – try 73. When I got there, we had an old woman there with a dowager hump and a limp who couldn’t even muster the strength to cock her pistol. Seriously, she had to ask for help to clear the weapon. Every time.
Now, where’s my guitar?
-DrC