Shake N' Bake

    I got back to base last night around nine-ish, everything was fine, just going back to “reality” as always. I gave my good friend a call to see if he made it back because he was driving here too from even further away. He didn’t answer his phone, i didn’t think much of it, he was probably driving or something. About 20 minuets later i received a text from him. This is what it said, “Hey man I’m telling you this because i trust you the most. But i went through a lot this weekend. I got jumped by some guys with a baseball bat and it made me think a lot about hurting people or even being around it. I’m not saying there isn’t good reasons and times for it, but i just can’t do it. It made me think about whats going on around the world and i don’t see any reason for any of it. i don’t want this lifestyle. When i committed i thought i was committing to something else.” This was the weirdest thing to me. This was coming from the guy i trained hardest with and talked about fighting and going to war with. This was the guy i wanted to be right alongside with out of anyone else in the corps. We went to SOI (school of infantry) together and we were always above the rest. We always talked about what it would be like over there and how much we wanted to go. And coming back hone after and how amazing that moment would be stepping back on to US soil. I guess things can happen to anyone, but this definitely shocked me. What i do isn’t meant for everyone, it takes a lot from the mind and it takes a lot from the heart. It’s not something anyone can say they understand, not unless you’re a grunt too. Anyways, thats my rant, Semper fidelis, errah, Dan daily, Smedley butler.