An old friend of mine from South Korea showed up. We meet when I was attached to his unit for a few months. We lived on a small base known as Camp Mujuk. I was away from my newborn son and my wife so I kind of hated that fact, but I am a Marine so I dealt with it. With such a small number of Marines in such a small and relaxed environment, we quickly bonded.

Our live rotated around a daily rut and we kept to our rut to keep our sanity from the horrors of dealing with funny and simple issues that came at us during the day. I love that. When everyone knows their role and how to play it. We had lots of fun out there. I can’t go into details of the stuff we do, but just imagine Marines doing what they do best. I was quite sad the day I left because I knew I was leaving a good bunch of friends. Deep inside, I knew they were irreplaceable. They were a fun bunch.

Well, my friend, Sgt Kim, was in town for some training and he came down to pay me a quick visit. We quickly went into our smoke and joke zone and laughed. We reminisced about the good ‘ol days back on Mujuk. And wow, I missed it a lot more then I thought. To have that sense of freedom and youth again, I’d go back for another stint. Hey Kim, I miss ya man; and if you are reading, Elwood, Kelly, Lee! (ROKMC! Doing push-ups in the snow!) We were the original Bad News Bears, The S4, I really miss ya’ll!