Another Rough Day

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Mike, Ashley, Keith, and I went Shawn and Rosalyn’s memorial service yesterday. That was rough. But the ceremony was very well done. They had a Rabbi there to give a traditional prayer for funerals in Yiddish (they were both Jewish). That was kind of cool. After Taps was played, I was kind of expecting to hear the bagpipes and Amazing Grace. And that got me thinking… since I’ve never been to a Jewish funeral before, do they play Amazing Grace? Something tells me no. I’m totally ignorant on how appropriate that would be. It’s kind of a military tradition (and fire fighters and law enforcement), but not a tradition for the Jewish faith. I’ll have to ask someone tomorrow.

And we received word that there were two more sometime today. Very similar scenario. Not all of the details are in yet, but I’m sure that you’ll see them about the same time I will. Twice in one week. That’s not supposed to happen. Something else you all might see in the news would be more heads rolling for lack of V-hull vehicles.

I hit my sixty day mark today. That means that tomorrow, and every day afterwards, will be the start of less than two months left. There’s something psychological about (1) the half way point, (2) being in the double digits, and (3) less than sixty days.

I mailed another package home today. This one had a blanked for Liam. On two other trips I brought home blankets. One for Rebecca and one for Sara and I. This blanket has a big polar bear on it.

You know what I hate? When you have to stand in line somewhere and there's a long line. And it moves slowly. But by the time you get to the front, you're the only one in line. And then some joker come up behind you and says something like, "Yay! There's no line!" That happened to me today at the mail room. I wanted to scream.

Now that I’ve been here for as long as I have, I don’t know what to write about anymore. I think you all must be tired of hearing about me going to the gym, the crappy food, the lack of rain… it is getting hotter here (thank goodness for he air conditioning. Everything that I’ve written about before were milestones or something that probably happened for the first time. I’m feeling like I’m repeating myself. It’s also really hard to write while beating around the bush all the time.

I think I have some sort of writer’s block and I need to do something to see things differently. I’m going to google writer’s block tonight.