Hit by a ton of bricks...
Today was the day for me that every soldier in the US military anticipates, regrets, and is trained for.
The day started off a little behind when I woke up later than normal to go to work. While in a hurry to get out of the house, and on my way downtown I was pulled over on Superior street by Goodrich Middle School. This stop earned me a $145.00 ticket, which luckily I was eligible to go to STOP class for.
The morning went by as normal, until just before lunch when Tara called. She told me that the Guard called her house by accident and they were trying to get a hold of me. They called my cell phone, which I missed the call. I called them back and spoke to Major Boatman which informed me that I was to be mobilized with the 67th Area Support Group (ASG) in Operation Iraqi Freedom.
The day started off a little behind when I woke up later than normal to go to work. While in a hurry to get out of the house, and on my way downtown I was pulled over on Superior street by Goodrich Middle School. This stop earned me a $145.00 ticket, which luckily I was eligible to go to STOP class for.
The morning went by as normal, until just before lunch when Tara called. She told me that the Guard called her house by accident and they were trying to get a hold of me. They called my cell phone, which I missed the call. I called them back and spoke to Major Boatman which informed me that I was to be mobilized with the 67th Area Support Group (ASG) in Operation Iraqi Freedom.
posted by J.R. Brown at 6:00 AM
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