Thursday, August 23, 2007

Country Music

Makes my day, driving up to Amber's, crank it and I feel great. Put a dip in with it, I feel amazing. Sitting with a friend in the Mt's watching the sun sink into the ocean, God's gift to a country boy.

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Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Me and my friends

On Ambush, or other night missions, they carried peculiar little odds and ends. Durfee always took along his New Testament and a pair of moccasins for silence. Dewey Burchell carried night-sigh vitamins high in carotene. Evan Waston caried his slingshot; ammo, he claimed, would never be a problem. Mika Day carried Brandy and M&M's candy. Untill he was shot, Christian Carried the starlight scope, which weighed 6.3 pounds with its aluminum carry case. Toby carried his girlfriend's pantyhose wrapped around his neck as a comforter. They all carried ghosts. When dark came, they would move out singel file across the meadows and paddies to their ambush coordinates, where they would quietly set up the Claymores and lie down and spend the night waiting.

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