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No one can bother me in my special safe place PS!: S9 has permission to use any of my photos for there own needs

The first post I thought you said, Move aside the big gay has arrived.

Would just like to say what a solid op you guys put out. I didn't have any complaints with the op and how it was laid out. Except for the following. Ear Plugs Being clumped together when staging and gearing up. Was hard to hear people and find out what was going on. (I was an FTL, but eventually got folded in with SSgt. Oat. My only real complaints. Other than that. Everything was solid and I can't wait until the next one. Hopefully there will be some connection to this one. Semper Gumby everyone

My Love, I'm writing to you from our COP in a land that is alien to any American, a barren landscape that is absent of any familiar vegetation. The houses are constructed out of an ancient mud that disintegrates when you brush against it, and the dust inundates everything on your person my boots, weapon, blouse, rucksack, and every nook and cranny of your body. So far our time out here has been productive, we are fighting alongside a people who are determined to defend themselves against an enemy who is hell bent on exterminating them from existence. Their ferocity is commendable, and the generosity of the liberated people in this region is awe-inspiring. We have made steady progress, and aside from a few broken trucks we are no worse for wear. I wish I could tell you more but I quite simply can't. I am unharmed, except for the loss of a few pounds, and some sore feet. I miss our home, bed, my chair, but I miss you most of all, your infectious smile, gentile touch, and cutting wit. I keep your picture on the inside of my vest, next to my heart, wrapped in plastic so I can gaze on your face every morning and evening when I put it on and take it off. The care package you sent has been a hit with my squad mates, the coloring books keep us occupied when we have down time, oh no more crayons please some other Marines find them tasty ha, toothbrushes and teeth picks are invaluable for digging out the remnants of MRE's cleaning our rifles, 240's, and sidearms, not to mention the multiple logs of SNUS have kept us humming, and the baby wipes and body powder keep me cool in this oppressive heat. I long for the day when I return to our home, and grab a cold beer from the fridge, after working in the yard, and enjoying a shower. I will hold you in my arms soon, give my love to my mother, father, and the rest of the family. I will write them in time, but I need to let you know that I am alright. Give Brutus a good scratch I hope he is keeping you good company and being a good dog! I love you more than you can fathom and you are always in my thoughts. You are my heart beat Love, Ian