Me and SSG, guard duty right after 9/11.
Me on the left, Germersheim Germany
This dumbass...
Polish airborne training.
Drawsko Pomorskie, Poland
Drawsko Pomorskie, Poland
Drawsko Pomorskie, Poland
Drawsko Pomorskie, Poland
Kuwait, all the stuff Saddam blew up on the retreat was drug into the bermed areas. Was divided into civilian, armor, arty, and air. Was pretty neat and grim at the same time.
The seemingly endless expanse of nothingness always amazed me.
MSG was yelling at me in Spanglish, "Quit gahdammit! Take-a you ass somewhea!"
Side note- I absolutely DESTROYED the Pajero in the last picture. Camp Virginia they had 5-6' bermed areas with dumpsters in them, I hauled the trash off, backed it to the dumpsters and threw it away. Got in and fired it up, about 30 yards in front of me is that berm. I backed slowly until I felt it bump the dumpster, put it in low, and floored it. I'm here to tell you, a Pajero flies like a paper airplane with a nickel taped to the front of it. It ripped the whole facia off the front, bent both step bars up to where neither door would open, and cracked the windshield all to hell. Luckily, while I was surveying the damage a sand storm blew in. I mosied back to the tent, told SSG I tried to beat the sandstorm back and hit a berm. He said, "You ok?" I said yes, he said, "That's all that matters."