Steven, BB10, A Sunday Morning In Iraq
Posted on Sunday, March 1st, 2009 at 5:01 am by Larry
Well, I had some time and wanted to send out an update on how my week was. This past week in Iraq has shown me the widest range of emotions possible. I started my week flying on an Iraqi C130 wearing body armor and completely unkaware of what to expect.
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The next exciting event for the week was a low point for me and brought to the surface some feelings and emotions that I didn’t expect. Being a bullrider I always felt that I am pretty brave and could stare death in the face and not think twice about it, boy was I wrong! I was walking down the street to drop off my clothes at the local laundary facility when I began hearing a very loud siren, I wasn’t sure exactly what the siren meant or what course of action I needed to take. After a few seconds I began to see military personal heading to an area called a bunker (basicaly a concrete cube surrounded by sandbags, these bunkers are all over the base and I had walked by them many times.) I decided the best idea for me was to follow and take shelter with everyone else.
As I entered the shelter the siren began again only this time it was followed by a very loud voice that kept repeating “We are under attack, We are under attack.” Hearing this is when I really began to feel uncomfortable. I squated down on the cold concrete and…
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