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It was a hot summer Georgia morning. The fresh smell of pine The sounds of marching solders Reveille played over the loud speakers As cooks, we started our day early Everything seemed normal Normal for Army life, that is Life that I got used to I put on my uniform Polished my boots Walked over to the dining facility Expecting to fail inspection, again "Report to HHC Immediately!" 24th Infantry Division (mechanized) "First to Fight" This was serious What was going on? Confusion afoot Kuwait was ambushed Sadam must be stopped We marched over to the gymnasium There were stations set up Line up for innoculations Fill out your Last Will and Testament March over to the barraks Pack up your gear Only what you can carry Sneak in some comfort items What about the rest of my stuff? Someone will look after it Don't worry, it's safe Soldiers are a bunch of thieves March over to the National Guard barraks They look like the did in WWII 50 double bunks in a row they smelled moldy This was our new home until further notice I haven't slept in 48 hours No communication to your family or firends I snuck out to the pay phone Not sure what to say other than don't worry I love you goodbye I am one of the first one hundred soldiers to depart Single, no close family We board the ship It is massive! USNS Capella (T-AKR 293) In the Savannah Harbour Tanks, helecopters Trucks, supplies One hundred ARMY soldiers Ready to disembark We stand along port side at parade rest A tear rolls Down my face Thousands of civilians Waving flags Cheers of goodbyes Crying children and wives The ship leaves port slowly pulls away the cheers fade into the ocean depths First day afloat The ship rocks slowly Hard to get used to Motion Sickness kicks in I worked in the galley T-Ration for breakfast MRE for lunch T-Ration for dinner I ate with the Marines A-Ration meals Privilege of being a Food Service Specialist Trash accumulated Throw it overboard Alongside the bow Death to the oceans Many days pass I read a book Hyperion (Dan Simmons) The only book I had I sit on the deck the sea in all directions mystifies the soul we are alone I wake up to discover Another ship next to us USNS American Explorer (T-AOT-165) Refueling ship We reach the Suez Canal Egypt looks beautiful To the east: lush greenscape to the west: barren wasteland Egyptian Militants watching intensely along the shoreline they saw my camera Merchants come aboard "Good deals for you, American G. I." I bought some batteries I get to phone home satellite communication ten dollars a minute worth every penny We reach our destination Twelve day journey ended time to unload organized chaos All hands on deck mechanized disembark crash course on driving a tank Transported to my unit in the tent city they got there first flown by commercial airliner time to roll out loaded my gear WRONG TRUCK! Ruck sack gone forever Lost my walkman lost my camera lost my book was in the ruck sack to be continued.........
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 3:24 PM UTC
Desert Shield - Part One
It was a hot summer Georgia morning. The fresh smell of pine The sounds of marching solders Reveille played over the loud speakers As cooks, we started our day early Everything seemed normal Normal for Army life, that is Life that I got used to I put on my uniform Polished my boots Walked over to the dining facility Expecting to fail inspection, again "Report to HHC Immediately!" 24th Infantry Division (mechanized) "First to Fight" This was serious What was going on? Confusion afoot Kuwait was ambushed Sadam must be stopped We marched over to the gymnasium There were stations set up Line up for innoculations Fill out your Last Will and Testament March over to the barraks Pack up your gear Only what you can carry Sneak in some comfort items What about the rest of my stuff? Someone will look after it Don't worry, it's safe Soldiers are a bunch of thieves March over to the National Guard barraks They look like the did in WWII 50 double bunks in a row they smelled moldy This was our new home until further notice I haven't slept in 48 hours No communication to your family or firends I snuck out to the pay phone Not sure what to say other than don't worry I love you goodbye I am one of the first one hundred soldiers to depart Single, no close family We board the ship It is massive! USNS Capella (T-AKR 293) In the Savannah Harbour Tanks, helecopters Trucks, supplies One hundred ARMY soldiers Ready to disembark We stand along port side at parade rest A tear rolls Down my face Thousands of civilians Waving flags Cheers of goodbyes Crying children and wives The ship leaves port slowly pulls away the cheers fade into the ocean depths First day afloat The ship rocks slowly Hard to get used to Motion Sickness kicks in I worked in the galley T-Ration for breakfast MRE for lunch T-Ration for dinner I ate with the Marines A-Ration meals Privilege of being a Food Service Specialist Trash accumulated Throw it overboard Alongside the bow Death to the oceans Many days pass I read a book Hyperion (Dan Simmons) The only book I had I sit on the deck the sea in all directions mystifies the soul we are alone I wake up to discover Another ship next to us USNS American Explorer (T-AOT-165) Refueling ship We reach the Suez Canal Egypt looks beautiful To the east: lush greenscape to the west: barren wasteland Egyptian Militants watching intensely along the shoreline they saw my camera Merchants come aboard "Good deals for you, American G. I." I bought some batteries I get to phone home satellite communication ten dollars a minute worth every penny We reach our destination Twelve day journey ended time to unload organized chaos All hands on deck mechanized disembark crash course on driving a tank Transported to my unit in the tent city they got there first flown by commercial airliner time to roll out loaded my gear WRONG TRUCK! Ruck sack gone forever Lost my walkman lost my camera lost my book was in the ruck sack to be continued.........
I joined the ARMY in 1989, straight out of high school. Active duty station was Ft. Stewart, GA. Assigned to the 1st Battalion, 64th Armor Regiment. Desert Rogues: "We Pierce!"
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 3:24 PM UTC
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