I realized today that I have Papa Stories to tell my father's stories, an effort to ensure they are not lost in the mists of time. I have been very negligent, however in relating my tales, as they may be. I'm not sure why; I mean this blog is called Illini6 because of my deployment, and it was previously named "Major Thomas and the KBR Fairies."
I checked and I have less than 10 posts on the military and/or deployment; and half of those were from when I was supporting the 108th Sustainment Bde's deployment to Iraq as a member of the Family Readiness Group (FRG).
I looked back through those posts and I see that my very first poll resulted in several readers wanting to see more "war stories" but I have only ever related one here.
I think it might be time to change that. I still want this blog to be about my writing, but it is also time to share some of my stories. It's been over ten years since I returned from "The 'Stan" and I've been telling my stories since then, but not writing them down.
I lost my journal early in country and never picked it back up, so my memory is almost all I have, and that's been growing, let's call it embellished over the years. Please forgive me if any facts are corrupted, changed or forgotten. I assure you it is all in the name of improving, "The Story." Feel free to chime in if you were there and remember it differently. I may not amend my story, but I will acknowledge you and have a scoop of ice cream in your honor.
I'm not going to add a tag for, "War Stories" because I don't want to pigeonhole myself; some of these stories may technically be training stories or humanitarian deployment stories. I am going to change my background image however.
You know the difference between a fairy tale and a war story? Fairy tales begin, "Once upon a time" and war stories begin, "I shit you not."
I checked and I have less than 10 posts on the military and/or deployment; and half of those were from when I was supporting the 108th Sustainment Bde's deployment to Iraq as a member of the Family Readiness Group (FRG).
Did I ever tell you about the largest Green Bean coffee shop in "The Stan?" |
I think it might be time to change that. I still want this blog to be about my writing, but it is also time to share some of my stories. It's been over ten years since I returned from "The 'Stan" and I've been telling my stories since then, but not writing them down.
I lost my journal early in country and never picked it back up, so my memory is almost all I have, and that's been growing, let's call it embellished over the years. Please forgive me if any facts are corrupted, changed or forgotten. I assure you it is all in the name of improving, "The Story." Feel free to chime in if you were there and remember it differently. I may not amend my story, but I will acknowledge you and have a scoop of ice cream in your honor.
I'm not going to add a tag for, "War Stories" because I don't want to pigeonhole myself; some of these stories may technically be training stories or humanitarian deployment stories. I am going to change my background image however.
You know the difference between a fairy tale and a war story? Fairy tales begin, "Once upon a time" and war stories begin, "I shit you not."