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

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Sunday, 9-Jan-2005 00:00 Email | Share | Bookmark
A Good Day

9 January 04

I’ve heard from MAJ Schmitt. He made it to Talil. I’ll never forget the look on his face when he saw Navistar. As I helped unload his stuff into one of those big transient tents, he looked at me and said, “This is one of those moments when you wonder, ‘What did I get myself into.’” I think we both agreed it was also one of those moments that you came for—the adventure. Navistar can be pretty shocking, but in some ways it is more soldier friendly. The Green Bean (with its pretty bad coffee) is open 24/7 as is the Subway and the movie tent (a GP medium full of couches and conference room sized screen).

Today so far has actually been one of the more relaxing days that I’ve had here in Kuwait. I actually slept pretty good in my new accommodations. I finally broke out my high speed Sure-Fire flash light that Amy bought me. I’ve needed several times when wandering around strange camps in the dark. But finally moving into a bay that has a lights out well before I’m usually home from work motivated me to get it out. The bay has a really weird mix of people. There are quite a few E-4’s and lots of LTC’s and not a lot of ranks in between and one client that I’ve seen and a few Marines. The building itself has feel of a cross between a high school and prison.

Some soldiers walked in after midnight—talking like it was noon—sometimes you wonder where people were raised. I woke up once in the wee hours. Some guy was snoring—sounded like a cornered animal, snarling in its throat. Then, in the morning, people’s alarms started going off at about 0500 and continued that way in roughly 15 minute intervals until I finally rolled out.

I was planning to go for a run this morning. Went to gym to do situps and stopped in the basketball courts, where there were some guys playing indoor soccer, using homemade goals that were 2 feet by 4 feet. They asked me to play, and despite my promise to myself not to play sports because of my shoulder, I did. I played an hour and had a great time. My teammates were some Hispanic soldiers and they had the moves—they even made me look good.

After that I went to the Hol-n-One donut shop which I recently discovered. Great donuts and they have espresso—better than Green Beans. I went to my office, listened to Francis Albert and read the Stars & Stripes (Military equivalent to USA Today—but it’s been around a lot longer). They publish a Theater version and its one of the better ways to keep up with what’s going one in Iraq. All in all, that was a great morning.

Now, I am once again on my way to Buehring to interview witnesses. Five courts-martial at the end of the month.

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