Nov 02 2007
The Grass is Greener in Tikrit
I’ve returned home to Mosul and FOB Diamondback. My coffee cup really missed me while I was gone. I ended up spending one and a half weeks in Tikrit at COB Speicher (pronounced Spiker). Part of the reality of deployed life is that you learn to tune things out. Mugs will tell you that I already have an innate ability to ignore sounds that don’t interest me. I grew up in a house where the TV was on 24 hours a day, so I learned to block out noise without much thought. It helps here in Iraq to ignore the various booms and bangs that are a routine part of our daily lives.
Anyway, while I was still in Tikrit last week, I was sitting in the conference room of the GRN headquarters downloading my email. For some reason, I noticed a peculiar noise coming from outside. After a couple of minutes I realized it was the sound of a lawnmower. Inside the USACE GRN compound in COB Speicher, there are a couple plots of grass. Here’s a shot of the contractor mowing the grass in the desert!
Dale
and i’m proud of you for doing your job and loving your family.
i love the picture of the guy cutting the small lawn :)….