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November 13, 2004

House Fly

After a week of waiting and worrying, my cell phone rang this morning. My son had waited in line for several hours for a 20 minute phone call, knowing that e-mail is sufficient but a phone call is over the top for this Marine mom. He was upbeat and positive after a week in the field. After giving me a list of equipment to order for him (the USMC provides everything he needs but there are a few luxuries on the battlefield - special ops gloves, surefire flashlights, and modular ammo pouches that keep everything at fingertip reach), he described his most recent encounter:

We watched a air strike on a house yesterday - the house disintegrated into a pile of rubble and the roof lifted off about 200 feet and then settled on the pile. Now I can say I've seen a house fly! Were there people inside the house? Well, that's kind of the point of it. It's weird being in combat. It's like the movies except it's real.

Posted by Deb at November 13, 2004 04:51 PM

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