A long time ago I had the pleasure of serving with very great men. Not a day goes by where I can’t remove the memories of our training and field experiences. Often times, the memories can be a bit too much to handle, but again, not a day goes by where I don’t miss it.
Sometimes I feel like it wasn’t even real. I mean, I never went to war. Was it a dream?
It wasn’t a dream. Thanks to training, we were in my mind The Best.
I still feel like we had the best gun, despite various levels of competition. Some memories are vague, but boy was competition fun!
The weapon we all worked so hard to maintain and fire, Blitzkrieg, was, and I am sure will remain, the funnest and most exciting thing I have ever had the honor to work with in my entire life.
It was game changing, it was fun, invigorating, and all around the manliest thing I may ever do. I have left behind memories, and grit. I still have some, but I left most of it there. Well after leaving, to this day and beyond, I’ll never forget being in the accompaniment of such great men, and such a fantastic weapon system.