JAG-ged Edge
Trial Defense Services (TDS) Deployed
By: Andrew Efaw

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Wednesday, 1-Dec-2004 00:00 Email | Share | Bookmark

1 Dec 2004: I am in Kuwait! Yesterday was spent largely trying to convince unmotivated, uninspired personnel to do their job and get my deployment orders cut. It was a long long day. I think I made a few people angry, but sometimes that’s necessary to get the mission accomplished. It didn’t help that I had gotten in at 3AM the night before and felt like I had the flu which it turned out I did. Early this morning I went and got my weapon, loaded up my bags, and headed for the scales and the green ramp at Pope. I am traveling with the 50 Signal Bn from Bragg. All my bags were mixed in with their’s at Pope and I hope I see everything again. We had to wait about 4 hours in the load shed, which is really a huge warehouse with these giant homemade wooden benches that look like they’re made for troops with chutes on. As we waited, they served hot chow. I ate some bbq chicken and felt a lot better. Soldiering has changed somewhat. I walked around while we waited and no one was playing cards. Instead, everyone has gameboys or computers or those small dvd players. Instead of wallets of CDs, they carry mp3 players and wallets of DVDs. All around the load shack, soldiers were huddled around electrical outlets to power their entertainment. We flew on a World Airways MD-11. I was really surprised when before we loaded they told us there was a first class cabin for CPT’s and above and senior enlisted. And it turned out it was a very nice first class—tons of room, a lazy boy style chair, and individual TVs. It was surrealistic, however, to see a commercial jetliners so full of weapons—M4’s, M16s, 203’s, M9’s, SAW’s. We flew from Pope to Bangor, Maine. There we deplaned for a couple of hours while the crew changed. Bangor has put together this group of veterans and civilians called the Bangor greeters which come out greet every troop plane. They have snacks and free cell phones for soldiers to use. I talked to a couple of WWII vets—one of which provide air support for Monty at El Alemien and one which was a cannon cocker in the Hertigen Forest. They gave me a free Steven King book bec. King is Bangor’s most famous son and benefactor. After Bangor, I had a flu relapse and had alternating chills and sweats and a massive headache and considered death an alternative. From Bangor, we landed in Rhein Main and though is 5AM, they had a mini-PX that was open and I bought a pharmacopia of drugs—all of which I am now taking. 4 hours after leaving Germany, we landed in Kuwait City. Of course, there was no one here to greet me. We loaded onto little Japanese buses and pulled into a secured area to await baggage to get unloaded. The they issued ammo to a couple of SAW gunners per bus, who are acting as guards as we travel. In front and behind, we are being escorted by Kuwaiti MP’s. Little blue curtains on the bus must be drawn. We are on our way to Camp Virginia which I understand is an hour away. Never mind the fact that I need to be in Arifjan. I’ll figure it out later. BTW, Kuwait looks just as God forsaken in real life as it does in pictures. But surprisingly, it is cold—like 55. And they apparently just got some rain.

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