Wednesday, November 7, 2012

I vote for OD Green

Man, I tell you, sometimes the reality stops you in your tracks like you just walked into a brick wall.

As I was leaving the office tonight, I saw a guy jogging on post.  It was dark and I couldn't see him that well, but I could tell his was tall and had a very muscular upper body.  That is not an uncommon scene around post by any means since our military community is largely made up of some pretty high-speed paratroopers.

The thing that really stood out though, is that he was jogging along pretty slowly (which is rather unusual for the guys) and he was hobbling pretty badly.  You see guys hobbling sometimes too, but not like this.  Watching this guy would make you want to wince like "damn, that kind of hurts me to just watch."

I got closer and realized why the slow pace and the hobbling.  The guy was running on an artificial leg, one of those blades you see on paralympic athletes.  I'm guessing this was a new leg for him, especially by the way he was running.

It made me think, here on Election Day, how most Americans voting today will never have any real, up-close and personal interaction with the members of our active duty military.  It's wonderful to hear how so many people "support the troops", but I regret that most people will never truly know how good these men and women are.  Being integrated back into this community, it is remarkable to me the sacrifices these soldiers make.  It is remarkable to see the sacrifices these families make. 

I wish everyone could attend the Memorial Services I've attended and hear the stories of these men who have died, and the words said about them from their fellow soldiers, and the testimonies of men who wanted to be of service to the country and to their fellow man. 

Last week, Suzanne and I had the pleasure of hosting a friend for dinner who is the wife of a deployed Army Officer.  While her two daughters were laughing and playing in the other room with our kids, we asked her how her husband was doing and how she was doing.  I wish every American could feel the palpable and mixed emotions from a woman whose husband is currently working in some very dangerous places, who has the pride that comes from that kind of service and sacrifice, and who has the fear and responsibility of raising two daughters whose father is deployed.  Wow, that sure does put our "challenges" into perspective.

So to the paratrooper jogging last night on his alloy leg, and to the woman who is holding herself and her family together during this latest deployment, and to all the men and women serving American in dangerous and foreign places - I vote for you!  You are true American patriots and heroes.

ct

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Doing our thing on Halloween

We sure missed our friends (the Garrett Family) and our family this Halloween.  Luckily, we were invited to what is apparently a annual party at one of our new friends' houses here.  Suzanne did a good job with our costumes, going as Ceasar and Cleopatra for me and her.  The kids, of course, did all the normal flipping-out with excitement bit.
 

The party was at this really amazing villa/house of our friends, with great views, surrounded by vineyards, and close to a neat old town.  Everyone had great costumes.  There were tons of kids there and the hosts had lots of games and activities specifically for the kids.

Dudes from Pulp Fiction
Cool place to have a party.

Isabel competing in the donut eating (no hands) contest.
This dude had my favorite costume of all and annoyingly stayed in character for most of the night.


Pretty ladies

I had plenty of fun myself. Here are the stages of party development:


 
Stage 1 - Volunteer to sign karoake in order to win party gift for wife.

Stage 2 – Get bailed out by wife.
 
 
Stage 3 – Provide support as wife rocks an awesome rendition of Madonna’s “Like a Virgin”
 
Stage 4 - Really working the karaoke stage.

 
Stage 5 - getting my Caesar on!
 
 
Stage 6 – I don’t really know what that is.
All in all, a really great time.
ct