Hey all my peeps,
More of the same. Life stands still. We are still in Kuwait. Our lack of qualifications has delayed our departure for the "promised land." We are not 100% qualified to shoot rifles. Now we have to get people back out on the gun range to shoot. Easier said than done. Hopefully they will be qualified by Monday. Should be a few days after that and we can go.
Still no word on what we will do up there though. I keep volunteering to come home, but no one seems to take me seriously. Figure that.
Did I mention the night sky out here?! You can see every star in the sky at night. Even the Milky Way is amazing. But you know what? They are the same stars that we see in Texas, but I'll be darned if they aren't near as pretty as they are back home.
Nothing else is going on. We just sit around camp and read or watch movies on laptops. Who knew that war could be so hard on a guy?
It's starting to warm up. I broke a sweat yesterday. I've gotta make sure not to do that again. I'll walk slower from now on. Ooh-rah?
Anyway, keep praying for us and I'll keep praying for you.
In Christ
Jon
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Life in the Sandbox 17 Feb 2004
Hey all my peeps,
It's official, there are two flowers and one butterfly in Kuwait. They are both outside of my tent. I saw the flowers the other day. They looked kinda like bluebonnets. They also looked kinda out of place, so I smashed them. The next day, I was walking to the bathroom and a butterfly flew past me. He was so pretty! But he too looked strangely out of place...so I smashed him.
Not a lot going on in the desert. We had a good sandstorm on Sunday. What a fine welcome to all my shipmates that arrived that day. Welcome to the Sandbox! All of our guys are doing good. Morale is there. Not really bad, not really good. Training started today. Of course I wasn't there for it. I'm always running around doing supply stuff. Drove to another camp in a Humvee to get some armor plates for bullet proof vests.
Some of our guys are leaving soon to go to our final destination. Pray for them.
Not much else going on. We have an army chaplain going up with us. He is from Arlington! He's a teacher at the Assemblies of God University in Waxahachie . Is that how you spell it?
Keep praying for us.
In Christ
Jon
It's official, there are two flowers and one butterfly in Kuwait. They are both outside of my tent. I saw the flowers the other day. They looked kinda like bluebonnets. They also looked kinda out of place, so I smashed them. The next day, I was walking to the bathroom and a butterfly flew past me. He was so pretty! But he too looked strangely out of place...so I smashed him.
Not a lot going on in the desert. We had a good sandstorm on Sunday. What a fine welcome to all my shipmates that arrived that day. Welcome to the Sandbox! All of our guys are doing good. Morale is there. Not really bad, not really good. Training started today. Of course I wasn't there for it. I'm always running around doing supply stuff. Drove to another camp in a Humvee to get some armor plates for bullet proof vests.
Some of our guys are leaving soon to go to our final destination. Pray for them.
Not much else going on. We have an army chaplain going up with us. He is from Arlington! He's a teacher at the Assemblies of God University in Waxahachie . Is that how you spell it?
Keep praying for us.
In Christ
Jon
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Life in the Sandbox 12 Feb 2004
Hey all my peeps,
Life continues in this infinite sandbox we call home. All is well. The food is still bad. What it lacks in quality, they make up for in quantity. They do give us a lot of food. I went to the air force base yesterday and ate dinner. I joined the wrong dang service. Those guys have gooood food! Oh well. We are still waiting on the main group to get here. They should be here Sunday sometime. Once they get here, we can start training. Ooh-Rah!
I've taken several trips into Doha and Arifjan. It's a long drive, but it's better than sitting around here. We see Bedouins when we go. Those are nomads, people who travel from place to place. They raise sheep or goats. They live in tents. It's weird, the tents will have satellite dishes outside and mostly they drive nice cars. Usually Chevy suburbans or Mercedes. Not too shabby. We also pass a tank graveyard. During the first gulf war some of you will remember the "highway of death." All of the tanks and vehicles that were destroyed then are all piled at this "graveyard" not far down the road. There are thousands of them in there.
We had a real bad sand storm yesterday. I was down in Doha, but they said it was so bad here at camp that you couldn't see 100 yards. I'm glad I missed it.
Well, not too much else going on. Keep praying for us over here. Some of our guys are getting a little down. They don't get to leave base everyday like I do and they don't have anything to do. I can keep busy because I work with the army supply. Also, keep praying for Amber. She is due in a couple of weeks and it doesn't look like I will get to come home for the baby.
Love all you guys,
in Christ
Jon
Note: Our baby daughter, Gabrielle, was born the same day this email was written.
Life continues in this infinite sandbox we call home. All is well. The food is still bad. What it lacks in quality, they make up for in quantity. They do give us a lot of food. I went to the air force base yesterday and ate dinner. I joined the wrong dang service. Those guys have gooood food! Oh well. We are still waiting on the main group to get here. They should be here Sunday sometime. Once they get here, we can start training. Ooh-Rah!
I've taken several trips into Doha and Arifjan. It's a long drive, but it's better than sitting around here. We see Bedouins when we go. Those are nomads, people who travel from place to place. They raise sheep or goats. They live in tents. It's weird, the tents will have satellite dishes outside and mostly they drive nice cars. Usually Chevy suburbans or Mercedes. Not too shabby. We also pass a tank graveyard. During the first gulf war some of you will remember the "highway of death." All of the tanks and vehicles that were destroyed then are all piled at this "graveyard" not far down the road. There are thousands of them in there.
We had a real bad sand storm yesterday. I was down in Doha, but they said it was so bad here at camp that you couldn't see 100 yards. I'm glad I missed it.
Well, not too much else going on. Keep praying for us over here. Some of our guys are getting a little down. They don't get to leave base everyday like I do and they don't have anything to do. I can keep busy because I work with the army supply. Also, keep praying for Amber. She is due in a couple of weeks and it doesn't look like I will get to come home for the baby.
Love all you guys,
in Christ
Jon
Note: Our baby daughter, Gabrielle, was born the same day this email was written.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Life in the Sandbox 03 Feb 2004
Greetings from the Sandbox,
We are still in Kuwait at Camp Wolf. It's a temp holding camp for transients. We've been here for 2 days. We should move out today to Camp Virginia. Should be there for one or two weeks for more combat training. From there we fly up north. Facilities are not bad here. We live in a big 50 man tent on cots. The pretty blonde army girl that sleeps in the cot next to me makes it feel more like home. The showers are in a trailer about 100 yards away. Nice hot water. The toilets are just regular port-a-potties.
The dining facilities are in a big tent too. Food is not bad. Don't eat the beef. If Cyprus was hell, this is heaven. Twelve packs of Mountain Dew? ONE DOLLAR!!! ONE DOLLAR!!!! Did you read that? Mountain Dew for like 8 cents a stinking can! I may never come home.
It took us about 48 hours or so to get here. Our plane was delayed in Virginia for 2 days, the broke down in Spain. Was supposed to be a couple hour layover, turned into 24 hours. We finally got here and are just lounging around till we can role out.
The superbowl was shown live at like 4am. They have a giant plywood screen about 10 feet tall that they showed it on. You could hear guys cheering during the game. Then you REALLY heard them cheer during Janet Jackson's show. Whatever.
We got our guns last night. We are just waiting for bullets so we can leave here. We get to go everywhere with our guns. Eat, sleep, everything. I need to name my gun. If you have any suggestions, let me know.
Well, I'm gonna go get a haircut. Ain't got nothing else to do.
Love you all,
Jon
We are still in Kuwait at Camp Wolf. It's a temp holding camp for transients. We've been here for 2 days. We should move out today to Camp Virginia. Should be there for one or two weeks for more combat training. From there we fly up north. Facilities are not bad here. We live in a big 50 man tent on cots. The pretty blonde army girl that sleeps in the cot next to me makes it feel more like home. The showers are in a trailer about 100 yards away. Nice hot water. The toilets are just regular port-a-potties.
The dining facilities are in a big tent too. Food is not bad. Don't eat the beef. If Cyprus was hell, this is heaven. Twelve packs of Mountain Dew? ONE DOLLAR!!! ONE DOLLAR!!!! Did you read that? Mountain Dew for like 8 cents a stinking can! I may never come home.
It took us about 48 hours or so to get here. Our plane was delayed in Virginia for 2 days, the broke down in Spain. Was supposed to be a couple hour layover, turned into 24 hours. We finally got here and are just lounging around till we can role out.
The superbowl was shown live at like 4am. They have a giant plywood screen about 10 feet tall that they showed it on. You could hear guys cheering during the game. Then you REALLY heard them cheer during Janet Jackson's show. Whatever.
We got our guns last night. We are just waiting for bullets so we can leave here. We get to go everywhere with our guns. Eat, sleep, everything. I need to name my gun. If you have any suggestions, let me know.
Well, I'm gonna go get a haircut. Ain't got nothing else to do.
Love you all,
Jon
I'm not sure why I continue to blog. Everyone blogs but very few are read. Whatever. I blog anyway.
I was in the U.S. Navy for sixteen years. In January of 2004 I was sent to Iraq. The war was just under a year old. While in Kuwait and Iraq, I composed emails to some friends and loved ones. The emails were titled Life in the Sandbox. I recently found those emails. I'll be posting them on here over the next several weeks. I found them mildly entertaining. If you're reading this, I hope you do too.
peace.
Jon
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