Today is Fred Lameki's birthday. He is my only Facebook friend from Kenya. In fact, the only people I know personally from Kenya, Uganda and several other central African countries are people I met in Iraq. Fred, like many people from Africa and south Asia worked on Camp Adder, Iraq, and at bases across the country making food and performing a hundred services for to keep the bases working while the soldiers patrolled the ground and the skies.
Most of the baristas in the Green Bean coffee shop were from Nepal, the affable Fred Lameki was one of the Africans who worked making designer coffee for soldiers.
As this new year begins, Iraq seems long ago and far away. I am glad that with all the money we spent winning the war and losing the peace in Iraq, that some of it went to providing good-paying jobs for men like Fred.
Happy Birthday my friend.
I hope to see you again some day.
Veteran of four wars, four enlistments, four branches: Air Force, Army, Army Reserve, Army National Guard. I am both an AF (Air Force) veteran and as Veteran AF (As Fuck)
Wednesday, December 30, 2015
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Year End Wrap Up: Exercise Turns Civilian, Reading Tops Riding
For the first time since I started riding a bicycle again in 1987, the total number of book pages I read exceeded the number of miles I rode.
This year I rode more than 8,000 miles, probably 8,300 by December 31, but I have read more than 10,000 pages in more than 50 books.
Also, because I had trouble with my shoulder, I stopped doing pushups. Every year since I re-enlisted I did more than 6,000 pushups, nearly 15,000 in 2011, but this year, less than 300.
And I pretty much gave up running after the Ironman triathlon. I also stopped swimming in September when I took four college classes. But in the weirdest stat for the year, I swam more miles than I ran: 87 miles swimming, 74 running.
The most troubling, beautiful, sad book I read this year was "Life and Fate" by Vasily Grossman. It is the 20th Century version of "War and Peace" centering on Stalingrad.
Eleven of the 52 books I read this year were written by Russian authors, but all were in English. I am continuing to study Russian language, but not at the point where I can read Russian. I can still read French well enough that one of the books I re-read this year was an abridged "Three Musketeers."
Next semester I will be taking Russian language and 19th Century Russian Literature, so I will continue to have Russian in my mind. If I leave the Army in May, I will definitely be riding more. My plan will be to ride 10,000 miles in 2016 to get ready for racing in the 65+ category in 2018. It's great to be the youngest in an age group!
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