Here I am again at a desk after midnight. It's another breezy autumn night. It's the kind of night that if the right gust of wind catches your face a certain way, it reminds you of the many other autumns one has lived to see. Yesterday we went on our first road march to the land mine fields to get some explosive training. Some people would cry if they saw the "corrective training" all of us have to go through the first 3 weeks. Some examples are as follows: Carrying a 5 gallon water jug full of water almost 2 miles during a march and getting a loud speaker and coming into the bay where we sleep and blowing it loudly then "smoking" us for 3 hours straight instead of letting us sleep. "Smoking" is just another word for physical training or what they call "corrective training" in the White House. I can't wait to eat some good home-cooked food during our break for Christmas. The thought of being with my family gives me strength everyday and helps me endure these cold nights on guard duty. I miss everyone at home and I can't wait to eat a big piece of cheescake and top it off with double moose tracks ice cream!!!
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