Pain, No More

Ellicia died today. 3:20 PM. It was a long day, but the end was... peaceful. And heart-wrenching. She was told it was ok to go... but, she's stubborn you know...

She's gone now. No more of the horrible hideous pain... for her.

Rest, in peace, my love... my friend... my companion. I will always love you... and I miss you more than you know. I am so happy you hurt no more, but I am selfish for one last twinkly smile, one last laugh, one last kiss.

You were a beautiful, strong, incredible woman whom I was blessed to know and share some time with. I will miss all that we left undone together, yet I look forward to what will come - one day.

I love you, Ellicia.

02 May 1967 - 31 December 2006

New Posts Coming Soon!

Promise. We've almost reached the point where we'll be at least half-way settled in...

Got lots to post...

Looking forward to it.

Coming soon.


Really.

And thank you all for your continued prayers and comments.

Leaving... On a Jet Plane

It's been quiet on the blog, hasn't it?

Yes, I've actually been very busy in the time since the last post. We've packed all of our belongings, sold/thrown away what didn't get packed, left our house, had umpteen signatures authorizing me to leave, shipped more items, and cleared up any loose ends here in Germany.

So, what is involved in leaving the base?

First, some timeline. My orders are stamped 06 November. They told me to be out of town on the 22nd. 16 days, right?

Wrong. I actually received the orders on the 7th. 15 days. Late on the 7th, so... 14 days.

The 22nd is our flying date, so everything needs to be done before that, so... the 21st. 13 days.

Veterans Day was in there. That's a four-day weekend here. 9 days.

There was another weekend. 7 days.

7 days to get it all done.

Wait, one day is spent with them packing up "Unaccompanied Baggage" - that's the critical need stuff you need shipped lickity-split to your destination. Clothes, cribs, computer, TV, etc. Lickity-split for us equals 22 December. Oh, and that leaves 6 days.

There's still the rest of the house... different day to be shipped. 5 days.

Oh, and if you have a vehicle (like I do), it needs to be cleaned and shipped. Cleaning requires it to look better than when it left the dealer. Really. That clean. I didn't have the time, so I paid a guy $200 to do it. Took him TEN hours. Think I got a good deal. Oh, and of course, the shipping base for the vehicle is an hour and a half away, and it takes a few hours to do the paperwork. 4 days.

4 days to clear the base.

4 days to get signatures from: The bank, the PX, the fitness center, the education center, the phone service, the school, the childcare center, the medical clinic, the dental clinic, the child registry, the finance office (twice), the Army Community Service, the housing office, the transportation office, the Installation Access office, the personnel office, the ID card office, TriCare office, the Central Issuing Facility, your arms room, the Career counselor, the Veterinary clinic, the Safety office, the tax office, the Key control office, the Vehicle registry, the travel office (need plane tickets, don't forget!), the post office, the tool room, the motor pool, the operations office, the supply room, the intelligence office, the battalion supply office, the commander, and the battalion personnel office.

4 days.

In Illeshiem, it can take up to FIVE different bases to accomplish all of this. AND there's a prescribed order in some cases (A must be done before B, but neither A nor B will tell you about that until you try to do B without A). Throw in the fact that a small post like this has limited and odd operating hours for some offices, and it becomes a planning challenge. Further add that you don't know what an office may require of you UNTIL you arrive, and it becomes more interesting.

Quite a few didn't think it could be done in 4 days.

Further add one more thing. The PCS-gremlin. The PCS-gremlin is the kind of thing that will crop up when you least need something to go wrong. In our case, it was two of the clan getting sick and one falling (twice) and hurting her collarbone. This also being after I'd already cleared the medical clinic.

4 days was not a lot of time. It was hectic, stressful, and often frustrating. Some offices refused to do business with me until I had special memoranda written by my commander explaining how I was an exception to policy. Then, in a neat twist, the supply room of the unit wouldn't accept the clearance authorized by that memoranda. Back and forth, like a tennis ball, until I finally cleared.

Lots of driving.

It was an impossibly tight schedule. I'm happy it's done and over with.

All the paperwork has been cleared. Our stuff is all gone. Our beloved house is no longer rented by us. The kids have finished their schools.

We're leaving... on a jet plane.

My father and his ex-wife came over to help, and they helped us accomplish a good bit (best darn house-cleaners on the planet!).

So, in a few hours, we'll convoy, in three cars, to Frankfurt. There are seven of us getting on the plane. Plus about 11 or 12 pieces of luggage. And two cats. And a child seat. And a booster seat. And a stroller. Think the only thing I haven't arranged is the sherpa.

We'll soon be back in the United States. As I told a friend, I'll know I'm going home when I approach that big (and beautiful) Delta jet and see the beautiful American flag on her tail.

What am I going to miss?

Lots. I've enjoyed my time here in Germany, and am disappointed it can't be more. I'd originally extended to stay here through 2009. I'd always thought I'd won the Army lottery by being assigned to Europe.

I'm going to miss going on the next deployment with my (former, sigh) unit.

I'm going to miss driving in Germany. It's SO simple and predictable... I've felt perfectly comfortable driving 90 MPH, in traffic, in a blizzard. Could never do that in the States.

I'm going to miss the recent drive I took down the autobahn... 150 MPH. Even if I max the speedlimit in the States, it's still only half that. And it's faster than our helicopters. More? I still got passed.

I'm going to miss the backroads. Every road has a white stake every 50 meters. You could always see the road, and it was comforting at night. And in the day, the scenery was unbeatable.

I'm goint to miss the small towns and villages. Six houses might make a village here, and they're darn proud of their little hamlets. Very quaint.

I'm going to miss living in a town that celebrates it's 1000th anniversary.

I'm going to miss driving in other countries... Hmm, this weekend, I think I'll go to _________. Told you, won the lottery...

I'm going to miss my kids learning another language the easy way.

I'm going to miss a good German dinner.

I'm going to miss seeing the odd sights, like a turkey being taken for a ride in a wheelbarrow (not at Thanksgiving, which they don't have here anyway). It for all the world looked like Farmer Hans was taking his turkey for a pleasure ride.

I'm going to miss the stars. The nights here are so pure. No light pollution. Much like when I was in Afghanistan. So many stars. Beautiful. Breathtaking.

I'm going to miss German windows. Very innovative and WHY we don't have them is a mystery to me.

I'm going to miss my (former) unit. I can't say enough about my (former) unit. From the top down, it's been a fantastic group. For so many reasons, and not all dealing with how they helped me and my family. In many ways, they became another family. I will miss them.

I won't miss the way the Army functions... easy come, easy go. You arrive at a unit, and Poof!, instantly you're a part of it. Dive in. And when you leave... a signature, a stamp, shake your hand, and you walk out the door... and you're gone. Someone fills your place, and another unit fills the void. But it doesn't... I hated walking out that door. But the Army goes rolling along.

I'm not going to miss the absolute asses that Americans make out of themselves here. We forget that we're in their country. And often times, those loudly complaining about immigrants in the States not learning English, or American customs, are the very ones complaining that the local German storekeeper doesn't speak English. We may have come here by force, but now we're guests in their home... and many smell like bad fish.

I'm not going to miss the crazy hours of my small post. Always trying to remember what was open when... it's Monday, what's open today?

I'm not going to miss relying on the AAFES monopoly. Readers of the blog know how I feel about it, so I won't re-hash... but, overseas, it truly IS a company town.

I'm not going to miss the occasional frustration of outpost living... It's quite a transition when you come from the land of anything you want anytime, anywhere you want it. Life's different here. Often, in a good way. Not always.

I'm not going to miss the frustration I felt when I couldn't read a sign nor order my food properly. I made my effort to learn German (and was getting it when a slight detour in Afghanistan came along), but... while I was feeling competent, I just wasn't high-speed yet.

I'm not going to miss that inevitable tractor going 25 KPH on a windy, twisty, unpassable German road...



It's been quite an experience, both for myself and for my family. Good and bad all around. Putting aside the elephant in the room (cancer, sssshhhh) for a moment... I can only hope that my children will retain some memories of their experiences here. I know my wife has had an opportunity that she'd not have had otherwise... From Germany, we've toured around... Paris for New Years, the castles of France, Luxembourg, Belgium, Schloss Neuschwanstein, and Malta, just for starters. And I, too, have had a memory or two. I never, EVER, believed that one day I'd be driving my Ford through the streets of East Berlin, for example.

It's hard to believe it's all coming to an end. The suddeness with which one can change chapters in life is drastic, no? A few weeks ago, we were keeping house out in Bavaria, with German neighbors, and now, I sit here, hours away from a flight, my family asleep in the quiet of our last Deutsch nacht.

I don't want to leave. Not the experience, not the unit, none of it.

I can't wait to get back to the United States. I miss her. I miss all that we take for granted, back home.

I miss home. I look forward to our making a new home, this time in Virginia, and seeing where life takes us this time.

So, as this chapter closes, we turn the page...

(Want to come along?)

Hail and Farewell

My unit threw Ellicia and I a "Hail and Farewell" tonight. We were stunned. See, I'm just a junior enlisted, and usually us low ranking folks come and go quietly.

Certainly not a party.

Not one attended by the 1SG, my CO, and my battalion Commander (45 minute drive) with his wife.

And so many friends.

Was surprised.

And then, they gave me this:

That's an intentional spelling of "Unyielding", too. An inside joke, if you will. One of the things I always did was proof anything coming out of our office, so... to show that they'd miss me, they spelled it wrong. Nice touch.

I'm so amazed and humbled to have received this. I'll treasure it... for a long, long time.

It's an "Official" Move

How do you know the move is official?

When you get your orders? No, those can always be changed...

It's when you sell all your TVs and your freezer. You know you're leaving soon then!

Out of My Daughter's Mouth

Our little daughter approached my wife today, and after looking at her, proclaimed:

"You have one big boobie, one no boobie, and I have two little boobies."

(And then she lifted her shirt and showed her exactly what she meant.)

(She's also proudly announcing that today she didn't pee herself.)

I am making notes of this if for no other reason than to make sure I have material whenever she decides to bring a boy(friend) over for dinner or such.

On the Way!

We have orders!

I was given my orders at about 1550 today. While too late to get much done today, I am now on my way out of here.

It's going to be tight, as we fly on 22 November. Given that there are some holidays, here's the time frame...

08 November - Pickup clearing papers (nothing can happen without clearing papers). Also, try to juggle a medical appointment, a meeting, scheduling our household goods shipment.

09 November - Continue clearing, particulars decided by 08 November results.

10 November - Veterans Day. Nothing happens.
11 November - Saturday. (Party!)
12 November - Sunday. Guessing we'll move soon, so make sure we're ready for our house to be packed.
13 November - Training Holiday... most offices will be closed.
14 November - Vet appointment; continue clearing.
15 November - Truck scheduled for cleaning. Deep, deep detail cleaning for shipping, so nothing else will be accomplished today.
16 November - Pick up Dad and friend from the airport. They're coming over to help escort us back to the States.
17 November - Ship truck.
18 November - Saturday. M turns FOUR!
19 November - Sunday. It's getting close. Should be in a hotel by now.
20 November - Last bit of clearing.
21 November - Final out.
22 November - Say goodbye to Germany.

It's an intense and busy schedule, but we can do it... we're on the way now... no turning back.

Just became a lot more real... :)

(Technical note: Somewhere in there, our lines to the outside world will be cut. There will be a last post, and then... for a few days at least, "A Storm in Afghanistan" will go quiet as we relocate Storm Central to our temporary headquarters in the States. Please, continue stopping by, and any comments/e-mails will be answered as soon as our commo guys get some tin cans and string together.)

Vote.

Angels Amongst Us

I want to take a moment to honor the Angels who are amongst us. They come from many walks of life, and of diverse beliefs (religious, political, what-have-you), and yet they have come together for the common cause of supporting troops.

These Angels support the troops in different ways, whether it be through care packages, supportive letters, and e-mails. Some make craft objects, cookies, blankets, and other adornments. Some spend immense amounts of their own money to buy whatever they perceive their troops need. And let's not discuss postage.

They devote hours of their time to people they've never met, and may never meet.

One of the largest organizations of such people is called Soldiers' Angels.

Which leads me to this. One of my Angels recently felt moved to have a very special tattoo, her first, done. It is the Soldiers' Angels logo. She said she did it to remind herself of a time in her life when she felt she tangibly "did something". She knew she'd been able to help people (and I assure you, she has).

She allowed me to share this picture on one condition. I had to include a poem that she feels speaks to why she became an Angel and what keeps her motivated. I personally feel that the Angels amongst us deserve so much recognition, as they are what the military would call a "Force Multiplier". They keep Soldiers' spirits up and provide support in many ways, most tangible, but quite a few intangible. So, for all those of you who wonder about Angels... they are amongst us.

"I am only one; but still I am one.
I cannot do everything,
but I still can do something.
I will not refuse to do
the something I can do."
-Helen Keller

Fun at YouTube

Some videos I've been looking at (h/t to Blackfive for some of these)...



Why You Should Vote Republican


What A Democrat Ad in 1941 Would Look Like


An Education About the War On Terror


We Didn't Start the Fire

You Need to Know What's Out There

Andi over at Andi's World brings to light some of the types of comments that people don't usually see or hear.

In her post here, she lists two of the comments that were posted to a newspaper's website after they published a story about Gold Star Mothers going to Iraq.

(Note: Gold Star Mothers are mothers of Servicemembers who've died in wartime.)

I'll also note that should you go directly to the newspapers' site (link provided in Andi's post), you'll read even more of the comments. Warning, it'll make you sick to your stomach.

The Orders My Friend... Are Blowin' In The Wind

On Thursday, my Commander showed me the letter he'd written to respond to one (of the three) of the Congressional Inquiries I'd initiated. In it, he explained that while there had been delays, they expected to have the process completed in approximately two weeks, as it still had a few more layers to go before the Compassionate Reassignment request was formally approved.

Just before noon on Friday, my Commander called me and told me the request had been approved, and the orders would be ready for me to pick up. So, after making sure Ellicia was ok and squared away (she was still recovering from her chemo), and dashed off to the local PSB (Personnel Services Battalion).

When I arrived, I was told that the orders weren't complete, but I did get some information. I was given a Reference number to show the process was real, and a report date to FT. Eustis of 10 December. I've also noticed that my DEROS (Date Expected to Return from Overseas Service) has been changed to 22 November (yes, check the calendar, that date.)

So, come Monday, I should be able to pick up my orders and then, the odyssey will begin in earnest.

We're coming home...

Enough With the Late Games!

I am blessed again that AFN will be carrying the South Carolina vs. Arkansas game. I am sad, though, that again it's a late game. So, another all-nighter...

But, that said...

GO COCKS!

Who's On First?

This showed up in my e-mail and tickled my funny bone.


Ladies and Gentlemen, the President of the United States......




George: Condi! Nice to see you. What's happening?

Condi: Sir, I have the report here about the new leader of China.

George: Great. Lay it on me.

Condi: Hu is the new leader of China.

George: That's what I want to know.

Condi: That's what I'm telling you.

George: That's what I'm asking you. Who is the new leader of China?

Condi: Yes.

George: I mean the fellow's name.

Condi: Hu.

George: The guy in China.

Condi: Hu.

George: The new leader of China.

Condi: Hu.

George: The main man in China!

Condi: Hu is leading China.

George: Now whaddya' asking me for?

Condi: I'm telling you, Hu is leading China.

George: Well, I'm asking you. Who is leading China?

Condi: That's the man's name.

George: That's who's name?

Condi: Yes.

George: Will you, or will you not, tell me the name of the new leader of China?

Condi: Yes, sir.

George: Yassir? Yassir Arafat is in China? I thought he's dead in the Middle East.

Condi: That's correct.

George: Then who is in China?

Condi: Yes, sir.

George: Yassir is in China?

Condi: No, sir.

George: Then who is?

Condi: Yes, sir.

George: Yassir?

Condi: No, sir.

George: Look Condi. I need to know the name of the new leader of China. Get me the Secretary General of the U.N. on the phone.

Condi: Kofi?

George: No, thanks.

Condi: You want Kofi?

George: No.

Condi: You don't want Kofi.

George: No. But now that you mention it, I could use a glass of milk. And then get me the U.N.

Condi: Yes, sir.

George: Not Yassir! The guy at the U.N.

Condi: Kofi?

George: Milk! Will you please make the call?

Condi: And call who?

George: Who is the guy at the U.N?

Condi: Hu is the guy in China

George: Will you stay out of China?!

Condi: Yes, sir.

George: And stay out of the Middle East! Just get me the guy at the U.N.

Condi: Kofi.

George: All right! With cream and two sugars.

Paperwork Watch

Days since submitted: 32 (though there is some dispute on that)
Days until last German medical appointment: 7

Upcoming concerns? Veterans' Day is a 4-Day weekend, so 2 workdays are lost... Getting pressed into the Thanksgiving timeframe (costs increase, plus once you hit Turkey Day, it's harder and harder to accomplish things as people keep take vacations)

Command IS helping in a good way... they're letting me process "Clearing" paperwork without the orders. This will speed up the process when the paperwork hits.

The watch continues.

The Sergeant Major Comments

Over on SGT Hook, this is an excellent read about how his Soldiers demonstrate the fallacy of Mr. Kerry's thinking.

And for those who think it was just a "botched joke"... 1) It's hard to make a comment like that if it runs contrary to your base thoughts. 2) Been on the liberal blogs and forums? Some very interesting comments supporting Mr. Kerry's "blown joke".

Army Strong; Kerry Smart

Scott Ott at ScrappleFace has produced a nice tribute video.

More on Kerry

Came across this in my e-mail...

Mr. Kerry has come out and said that of course he wasn't insulting the troops, it was a joke, and everyone should have known that.

So, just to be clear, if you're stupid, you join the military. And if you didn't know he was joking about that, then you're stupid.

Something to think about next time you see someone who still has a 2004 Kerry sticker or when you're trying to make your decision on whom to vote for this year.

Boo!

Tonight we had Halloween, and it's a little different over here. For one thing, the Germans don't have Halloween. Or rather, they didn't. It seems that they do get American movies and television shows. Recently, their children have discovered that the parental overseers have been supressing a potential source of candy for them, and the rebellion has begun.

Secondly, our base is but a wee, tiny place. So, instead of any sense of Trick or Treat, what they organize is "Trunk or Treat".

Outside the gym, the MP's block off a section of parking lot, and several cars, minivans, and trucks come in (decorating optional, though some do really get into it) and line up. Pop, the trunk, and you lead your children around to the cars and collect the yummies.

This was kind of cool, this year, because last year I was at a costume party where we all dressed up as Army men. So, it was my first time Halloweening with Thomas.

Want to know what they dressed up as?


That's our Fashion Model on the left, our Duck in the middle, and returning in her fabulous role as the Pumpkin... the Pumpkin on the right (right before a short, but needed nap).



As you can see, our Fashion Model looked fahboulous... She was really great striking poses, and sashaying, and all... Frightening thing was that we have no idea where she got all this, or even the desire to be a Fashion Model. Our children don't watch TV, and there's just not that kind of exposure here, but... nonetheless... there she is.

She absolutely froze, but she was happy. Short skirt (though not too much), and a halter-like top (had one spaghetti strap, and one no strap side), plus pink fishnet tights. Leesh tried to balance the outfit with some make-up, but still... I kept watch for anyone about to pull out a bunch of singles...



Here's the Duck! He was feeling a bit under the weather, but still had a GREAT time. Here, you can see him practicing his driving skills, and he seemed to actually have a fairly good grasp of the basic concepts... turn the wheel, push some buttons, fiddle with the radio, turn the wheel.

He looked so cute. And he did a great job with the trick-or-treating. We walked around, he held his bag, and was quite amused that these people were putting CANDY in his bag. Pretty cool holiday.

Super soft plush costume... and he had a great time.

As for our Pumpkin, she had a good time once she got into it... but, too late for any smiles on the camera.


They finished with a visit to the Haunted House. And our girls were thoroughly and properly frightened out of their little skulls.

A perfect Halloween.

(And the neat thing? We got some trick-or-treaters at our house. Or at least, I think they were. Our doorbell rang, and it never does, and there were some kids wearing things that looked like costumes. Not sure what they said, but they walked away with Three Musketeers bars (not available in Germany, from what I can tell). Sure hope they were saying, "Trick or Treat" and not something else. The Germans are still learning, though, because the bell rang up until 2100, and that was even with our house pitch-black. Give them time, though... they're learning.)

Senator Kerry and the Troops

I wasn't going to comment on this. I mean, who's surprised?

Haven't heard? Really?

“You know, education, if you make the most of it, if you study hard and
you do your homework, and you make an effort to be smart, uh, you, you
can do well. If you don’t, you get stuck in Iraq.”

See? What's there to comment on?

Would I really want to comment on the fact that every military officer in Iraq (and Afghanistan, and aw shoot, the entire military) has a college degree? Nope, wouldn't do that. Wouldn't mention those mighty-fine institutions like West Point, Annapolis, and the Air Force Academy that presumably issue diplomas on toilet paper.

Nope.

I certainly won't comment on those fine, intelligent NCO's and junior enlisted who do such foolish things as earn college degrees and then, in moments of (Senatorial perceived) stupidity, re-enlist.

It'd be foolhardy of me to ask if the Senator was familiar with the sheer complexity of many of the weapons systems (the ones he hasn't canceled or de-funded) that our (Senatorially perceived) ignorant servicemembers are (apparently) hard-pressed to operate.

I have absolutely no urge to comment.

I don't even wish to speculate if it would help raise the intelligence of our military (according to the Senator), if the "great" higher institutions of learning would allow recruiters and ROTC onto their campuses.

No, I won't comment.

I don't even think I can. Me a Soldier... me not so smart, Senator.

Paperwork - Day 29

So, here we are... Day 29. Still no orders.

As of today, I'm told that the paperwork is at Division. It finally left Brigade on 26 October.

Sigh.

And the Congressional offices say that they expect an answer within a couple of weeks, since they marked it "Urgent".

No one seems to have any sense of urgency on this.

I'm worried we're getting backed into "Coffin Corner" (it's a flying term). Our last German appointment is 09 November. The Germans aren't wanting to start any major treatments or procedures that they won't be able to finish, or that may lock their American counterparts into something, or that may debilitate her to where she can't travel. Understandable.

But, without orders, we can't get to the American doctors to begin anything.

So, very, very frustrating.

How long can this take? How long does it take to review this paperwork?

"File the paperwork, and we can have you out of here in a week..." Right.

Project ValOUR-IT

What is Project ValOUR-IT?

Project ValOUR-IT is administered by Soldiers' Angels. The idea of the program is to provide Voice Activated Laptops for OUR Injured Troops. To date, they have donated over 600 laptops to troops injured and needing special computers.

You may, or may not, be aware of the troops who are injured while fighting for our freedom in the Global War on Terrorism. Due to the innovations in armor, many troops survive attacks, yet lose limb(s). In the case of those who lose their hands, one of the things they lose is the ability to use a standard computer.

Since you're reading this on a website, it's a presumption that you're using a computer to get here. Imagine how frustrating it might be if you couldn't type anything. Could you enjoy the benefits of online banking? How many of you go shopping online? Look up information for reference? Or send e-mails and Instant Message with your friends and family?



Project ValOUR-IT helps solve these problems for our injured troops by providing specially configured laptops to these troops to ensure they can participate in today's wired world and not be left behind.

We're raising these funds as teams. For obvious reasons, I'm supporting the Army team. You can find their button on the right side of the screen.

So many of you out there have been incredibly supportive of our family. We can not thank you enough for your donations. If you've come here to donate to us, THANK YOU! And while you're here, please consider donating to this worthy cause. Project ValOUR-IT is a worthy cause. 100% of donations will go to the laptops.

A Week to Go

In one week, we'll reach Election Day in America. And many, many of those Americans out there will do... nothing.

It's a shame, really. Around the world, when given the opportunity, people will line up for days, walk a hundred miles, and quite often take their lives into their own hands to exercise a right to vote.

And here, in the self-proclaimed home of democracy, for many it's too much trouble.

It's too much trouble to become a truly informed voter. And by informed voter, I mean someone who's answer to the question, "Why are you voting for ___________" does not include any of the following type of statements:

• He looks good in a suit (I've heard it)
• Any soundbite heard in a commercial
• Anything that's a negative soundbite on the opponent ("The other guy wears puppies for clothes.")
• He has an honest face

Vote! But more importantly, be an Informed Voter. Know what the candidates believe for their values and beliefs. Become educated on their positions beyond the ads you'll hear on TV and radio.

There are videos at Federal Voting Assistance Program which show how empty commercials can be. There are campaign commercials for "Bag of Leaves" or "Old Relish Packet", for example, that have the traditional look and feel of campaign commercials. And it's non-information like those types of ads that many people base their vote on.

Educate yourself. Find out what the candidates believe. Watch a debate. Look at their websites. Ask them a question. Think about what's important to you. And try to imagine what a candidate might do in a situation that hasn't yet been envisioned.



And I have one more idea. And this is perhaps most important. When you vote, dye your finger. Show the nation that you have voted and be PROUD of it. You're continuing a long tradition for which many people around the world have died.

Beccy Cole - Poster Girl

I've been shouting about this wherever I go... this is just phenomenal. Such a showing of support.

She is a singer in Australia, and apparently, she came under criticism for expressing support for the troops.

And she responded, with this song.

Way to go, Ms. Cole.

Military Censorship?

There has been much todo made about the new Pentagon unit "keeping watch" over the military bloggers, or "milblogs".

Part of this is certainly valid comment. There is concern, voiced particularly articulately by Matt at Blackfive. In lieu of excellent reporting of war experiences by the media (by accident or design is another debate), and with the technology of today permitting a more immediate equal of yesterday's letters home, milblogs are wonderful.

Yet, military members also sacrifice many of the rights that all other citizens take for granted.

Walk up to your boss and insult him in a particularly vile manner, most likely you'll be fired. If I do it, I may end up in jail. Military jail. Fun place.

Wear your work outfit to a political rally, and unless you're the local garbage collector, few may notice. Should I do it, definite punishment is likely.

These are just a couple of examples. It's said that the military exercises control over every facet of a servicemember's life, and there is quite a bit of truth to that.

And so, when it comes to milblogs, the military actually has, at the base level, two requests: 1) Don't use government property to update your website and 2) don't reveal military secrets or information that may be harmful to military operations.

Fair enough. Yes, the enforcement is left up to individual commanders, as are most regulations. This certainly makes it interesting.

So, do you continue milblogging? It's a decision each milblogger must make on their own.

One final thought... letters home in WW2 were censored, too.

Monopolistic Advertising

Kind of a slow night, and as my mind slogged through the fog of waiting for the Panthers to play (starts at 0220 tonight, so no sleep for me!), I observed the following thoughts.

AFN Radio advertises on AFN TV. What's interesting is that they feel the need to advertise... they are, after all, the only English speaking radio broadcasting in many of the countries that American servicemembers are stationed. Of course, the other question about AFN radio is why so often they broadcast on frequencies that American radios (those made for Americans... like the ones in American cars, and American stereos) do not receive?

And then there's AAFES. AAFES often likes to advertise. The following stores are the only stores that can be found on an American military installation: AAFES and AAFES concessionaires. So, why is AAFES advertising? Sure, there's the Internet for buying stuff and it is becoming more and more popular. However, AAFES is still supposedly where we can find all of the day-to-day items that we need, so... why advertise when you have a monopoly?

Also interesting to see the recruiting ads for the various services. Considering 99.9% of the viewers are presumably quite familiar with the military services.

Some random thoughts...

Stupid Reporter Question

With a h/t to Hub, I came across this post.

It refers to a typically stupid reporter question and a long-wished for response.

In fact, many often wish we'd actually fight this war instead of whatever the heck it is we're doing with it now.

Is there such a thing as life support for war?

"Well, sir, the war was nearly over due to our efforts, so we've eased up, and now we're doing just enough to keep the war going for awhile..."

It's Tough Being a Gamecock Fan

University of South Carolina is playing Tennessee this tonight. And AFN IS CARRYING IT!

So, it's 0145 here (and will be again in about an hour) and I'm up cheering on the Cocks.

They even televised USC's coming onto the field with 2001 which brought back fond memories of being on the field in 1990 with the USC Band. An amazing experience.

So, it's off to watching the game now...

And all of you out there... yell it loud and proud:

GO COCKS!

A Quiet Weekend

Thanks to a hardy, brave soul, we have a weekend with no children. Our plans are fairly simple... Ellicia will work to recover from the chemo, and I will continue to pre-pack the house.

She's still recovering... the chemo does some funky things to her lately. Mainly, makes her skin crawl, her nerves tingle, and often times, a general numbing of her whole body (right down to the tip of her tongue).

For pre-packing, that essentially means downsizing. There are weight limits on what can be shipped, and it's based on rank, not family size. Therefore, we're tossing stuff left to right. It's a little easier since our appliances are all being left here.

And the kids... well, there's a nice (childless) family that has a farmhouse, complete with dogs and horses and the whole See N Say barnyard. One can only imagine how their weekend is going. :)

Freedom of Speech Displayed

Lonestar Pundit has a new post about a college student's decision to display the American flag in his dorm room.

I just don't know what to say.

Auction

It's now completed, and the winning bidder bid $1530.

Whomever you are... Thank you!

And to Andrea & Mark, thank you for setting this up.

Anna, M*A, TWD, Gawfer, AWTM, and so many more... Thank you for all that you contributed to this auction's success.

And to LTC Patterson - Sir, Thank you for your generous donation. I am sure the lucky winner will enjoy your books.

And to all of the rest of you... your support, whether it be via the donation button, prayers, cards of support, or your own special way, Ellicia & I say a big Thank You to you.

Rough Day

Well, today was another Chemo day...

Don't think it went so well. She took her pills (four little tablets of medically prescribed poison) in the morning and soon went down.

Didn't see her most of the day. She says everything is all "tingly" and numb. Made her stay in bed, and I checked in on her, keeping her hydrated.

Rough times... hate seeing her like this and knowing there's nothing I can do. But, this is what is required... at least until we can get her to the "competent" medical care in the US.

Sigh.

(Tomorrow is Day 25. Sigh, again. Where are the orders?)

Shipping Deadlines to Troops Overseas

The yearly holiday guidelines have been published for those of you wanting to send packages to troops (loved ones, friends, family, Adopted Soldier) here's what you need to do:

First, check the ZIP code for your package. If the Zip code (or APO/FPO code) begins with:
090 - 092 Germany
094 United Kingdom
096 Italy and Spain
097 Other European Locations
098 Middle East and Africa - NOT Iraq/Afghanistan
340 Central and South America
962 Korea (Do I have to write "South"?)
963 Japan
964 Phillipines
965 or 966 Other Pacific Locations

First-class Letters and cards should be mailed by 11 December
Express Mail Military Service by 19 December
Priority Mail by 19 December (no explanation of why you'd pay more for the Express if it gets there the same time)
Parcel Post by 13 November
Parcel Airlift Mail by 04 December
Space Available Mail by 27 November

Now, for those of you mailing to APO/FPO AE beginning with 093 (Iraq/Afghanistan):
First Class by 04 December
Priority Mail by 04 December
Parcel Post by 13 November
Parcel Airlift Mail by 02 December
Space Available Mail by 27 November

Note: No Express Mail Military Service available, so don't waste the money.

Hope this helps.

AAFES Is Lowering Gas Prices!

Excellent...

As of tonight, I see that the average price of gas in the States is $2.20 per gallon.

AAFES announced it's new prices for Germany and they're lowering the price to:

$2.38 per gallon

(In truth, when one takes into account octane differences (and few people do), the equivalent is being lowered to $2.492 per gallon.)

These are roughly 23.2 cent per gallon reductions, and AAFES says that they overrode their normal pricing policy (which again highlights that there is a PROBLEM with that policy, but that's for another day.)

On a personal note, since every day it seems like we'll STILL be here in November, it's nice to know I'll be paying less by about 23 cents per gallon. Considering the amount of gas I go through, it'll be a nice savings. At least, until I can get to the $1.93 per gallon (source: GasPriceWatch.com) in the Ft. Eustis area.

Yippee!

24 Days

And counting. Still awaiting orders. No word yet.

:(

More Support Rolling In...

More websites are covering the auction (which ends tonight).

A Craigslist entry

Cold Fury

Dodgebloggin

Noodlehead made a video and posted it to YouTube

Another Craigslist entry (though kinda depressing)

Confederate Yankee

Have we mentioned Michelle Malkin (Note: Michelle, tried e-mailing you, but it bounces because your box is full!)

The Mike Church show (apparently mentioned on air, as well)

Two Babes and a Brain

Leading the Next Inquisition

It's Almost Time

Llano Estacado

Miss Underestimated

Army Squirrels Standing Against UnAmerican Liberal Treehuggers

This was sent to me by a loyal reader. We here at Storm Central always like to recognize the efforts and achievements of others, so to this loyal Soldier of the Squirrel Brigades ("Don't Mess With Us, We're Squirrely!)... Hooah!

Nice medal.


Note: Potential OpSec violation - Revelation of the Squirrel Brigades

Great Sense of Humor

Third Wave Dave has a great post where he's tracking the CPR fundraising effort (Thank you, Dave).

His comic strip creations are a riot. Enjoying his sense of humor...

Paperwork... Waiting

Still waiting on the paperwork to clear so I can get the orders. Worried that the time compression is going to get tight...

Hoping whatever logjam there is, clears up soon. We're all ready to begin the PCS process, but... need those orders.

Sigh.

Easy Way to Boil My Blood

There's an AP story out that boils my blood.

Ok, not really boil, but it did upset me.

Typical scratch-the-surface, fail-to-dig-deep reporting.

Here's the link.

I am a Mason.

Are there racists? Yep. Are there racists in ________ organization? The National Association of _________? Sure. Racists are everywhere.

But to label the organization itself as racist does not scratch the surface.

It's an EASY story to write. There are "white" lodges and "black" lodges. Obviously, it must be racism. (Never understood how something like that equals racism, but organizations such as the National Black Coaches Associaton, or the Congressional Black Caucus, for example, aren't. They meet the definition, but not the PC definition.)

Short story? Yes, racism has existed. OF COURSE IT DID. When Freemasonry was founded, it was not commonplace for blacks and whites to associate together at the social level (or any other level, for that matter). So, after centuries of being separate, both sides did not easily accept (and some still haven't) the idea of potentially giving up their identities in the name of curing the perception of continued racial factors.

Freemasonry does exclude. No women, for example. But then, there are gyms that don't admit men. That said, I haven't found a more accepting organization... it's universal around the world, and I've seen all types (of men) whom I am proud to call Brothers. And the skin color isn't the first thing I notice about them.

But skin color is so easy to write about.

Welcome Finland!

Well, we have another new visitor... someone from Finland paid a visit today. We are very happy to have you.

Thank you for stopping by, and please, come back again.

Presidential Election

Just a thought... Clinton (Hillary, not the other one) is of course considering running for President in 2008.

Is there no one else?

We just passed 300 million, according to the turnstile counters on the Southern border.

In the 300 million, all we can find are relatives of former Presidents?

How's it going to look in the history books some decades from now, when reviewing a list of Presidents it goes Bush, Clinton, Bush, Clinton... what, will Jeb Bush be next?

Is there no one else? Attention Smith, Jones, anyone else... come on. Let's break out of this routine.

This is not an anti-Hillary post. (And for those who might interpret it, it's not anti-Bush either.)

Come on, America. Surely we're more creative than this.

How Are We Doing?

Ellicia's radiation treatment has ended. Her steroid treatment is continuing. And, since the doctor isn't comfortable with the long gap before we'll reach "competent medical care" in the States, he's started her on an interim chemotherapy treatment.

So far, so good...

We're still waiting for the orders paperwork. And getting a little nervous, on that. The window for accomplishing everything will grow smaller and smaller, making it more intense of a move.

But, what can you do?

Hopefully soon... and then we can shift everything into high gear!

Two Videos You'll Enjoy

Ok, maybe enjoy. Depends I suppose if you like the music, but even if you don't...

(And some of you will have to allow yourselves to be amazed that anyone from the Navy could be this talented... hahaha)

But, you'll be impressed. I've seen stuff like this downrange, so it's not just the Navy. That said, please take a peek and look at the teamwork and unit cohesiveness shown on the videos.

(Please Note: No Army units violated OpSec in the filming of these videos.)


OutKast's "Hey Ya"

Black-eyed Peas' "Pump It"

Feeling the Support

By the numbers, the response to the auction and fundraiser has been beyond our belief.

Yes, the funds raised has been phenomenal. We are closer to being able to afford many of the expenses that are forthcoming. And then, there's hope for the expenses we haven't even forecast yet. And Blackfive even suggested perhaps starting a scholarship fund for the kids... I'd never considered that, but... maybe?


What has truly stunned us has been the messages of support. In the donations, there are often words of support thanking ME! I am just a Soldier... I am surprised and humbled by this. Ellicia is the one who is so strong, and she gets my tremendous respect and adoration. I don't know how she does it, every day, so strong.

We're touched, too, by those who give when in need themselves. From the hastily scrawled note in the mail saying times were tight, but enclosing $5... to a donation of the last dollars in someone's PayPal account.

How do we thank all of you? How do we repay your generosity?

It is an Honor to serve my country knowing that people like we've now encountered are numbered amongst its citizens.

(Oh, and for those who say that support for the military is waning... I disagree. Judging by the content of the messages, the sheer number, and the spread all over the countryside... Thank you. Hooah!)

On The Trash Heap of History

Onto the Trash Heap of History is where events and facts go when we forget. When we fail to remember the past, and what is there to teach us. Even the human elements of the story.

Conservative Propoganda has an excellent story of tragedy, loss, and love that, if we fail to remind ourselves, is destined to end up on the trash heap of history.

Always remember.

What a Wonderful Day

We went over to the base today. First, stopped off for church with our wonderful chaplain. Base services don't tend to be packed to the gills, but they always have the feel of family.

From there, we went to the Bazaar. Pure window shopping... we can't afford anything at the moment, and we are also preparing to move. This is the time before the PCS when you purge as much as you can from your household to make the weight limits and avoid extra charges. Last thing we need to do is get more stuff!

It was nice to window shop, though... Lots of pretty goodies. And got to show some helicopters to the kids. Even if it's from a couple of hundred yards away... they do love their helicopters.

And on the way out... there were some members from the local Eastern Star selling Funnel Cakes!!!! Wow... what a treat.

Went to Burger King, with our dessert in tow, and fed the crowd. And while there, we had a ball. It was like Thomas grew a month in front of us. He played with another child there, and we had a ball... it was so wonderful...

We came home, and I was finally (after two days of frustration) able to get Blogger to work.

It's been a great day (with the definite exception of the Panthers losing)...

Tomorrow? Back to the routine. Sigh.

Standing At The Altar

SGT Hook has a very moving piece today. Almost cried... I can certainly empathize... I urge you all to go take a look.

And to my special bride, I'd say, "I Do," all over again.

Oh My Goodness

Woke up this morning, and during the usual morning routine of waking the kids, showering, and all the other stuff, I did a quick check of the e-mail.

And almost had a heart attack.

There, in the e-mail, were over $4,000 in donations! And I'd only been asleep for four hours...

I knew the auction had started, but these weren't from the auction. It's not supposed to finish until the end of the week.

What I've gathered is that Mr. Hugh Hewitt mentioned our story on his nationally syndicated radio talk show.

People listening to over 70 stations around the country heard him. And he then posted something about us on his blog.

Oh wow.

Oh my.

This is beyond any of our expectations, hopes, or dreams.

Thank you, Mr. Hewitt!

Auction Underway

Andrea Shea-King and Mark Vance, who broadcast Constitutional Public Radio, have launched an eBay auction for our benefit.

LTC Robert "Buzz" Patterson has kindly donated three of his books (Reckless Disregard, Dereliction of Duty, and War Crimes) to be awarded to the highest bidder. He has said he'll personalize each one and autograph it. I am intensely jealous of whomever is the lucky winner, as this is quite a wonderful prize.

(And to LTC Patterson: Sir, thank you, Sir!)

We cannot begin to thank Andrea, Mark, and her wonderful following at CPR. Ever since she begain mentioning us on her radio show, we've been receiving donations in the mail from listeners in her area. And now, they've gone to such work for this superb auction.

But, they're not the only ones. I'd like to call your attention to the following blogs and websites who are also supporting the auction and helping to spread the word.


Aisch (Aisch is the name of a river that runs through Bavaria)

Anna

Anna at a Rose By Any Other Name

Army Wife Toddler Mom

A Swift Kick and a Band-Aid

Blackfive (Home of "The Blog of War")

Brainster

Castle Argghhh

Common Sense in America

Degree of Madness

Gawfer2001 (Also special thanks for your telephone calls.)

Hillary Needs a Vacation

Hugh Hewitt (Yes, That Hugh Hewitt!) Also, here. Mr. Hewitt has also mentioned us TWICE on his nationally syndicated radio show.

Kasee267

Liberty or Death

Life at the Dust Bunny Ranch

Lonestar Pundit

Marathon Pundit

Milblogging

Milblogs

My Life as a Military Spouse

Op-For

Pam at BlogmeisterUSA

The Right Place

Screw Loose Change

Semper Gratus (Also known as Gunn Nut!)

Soldiers Angels - Holly Aho (Longtime Angel for us, thanks Holly)

Soldiers Angels - Kathi

Some Soldiers Mom (Carla had said she was shutting down her blog, but she's still posting for us. Thank you!)

State of Nature

Tanker Brothers (Home of the Rolling Victory Fast)

Third Wave Dave (Also, serving as Auction Command Post)

Truth Laid Bear

Unconsidered Triffles

Warm and Fuzzy Conserva-puppies

Web of Support (The amazing PJ!)

Wizbang

Yankee Mom


Also, we'd like to thank WCBD-TV2 in Charleston, SC for covering the auction.

Thank you to everyone...

Our Cat, the Hooker

There are so many various thoughts running through my head, so many potential topics to write about...

But, I think one that stands out is my cat.

Scanner.




Scanner is a multi-dimensional cat. At one level, he has a self-image of being a snow leopard, quite possibly trapped in a housecat's body. At another, he is the very embodiement of Sloth. And finally, and there's no nice way to put this, he's a prostitute for being pet.

It's that last part that I'll touch on for now. Today, as with many days, he demonstrated this quality. Apparently, he has determined the school schedule for all of the neighborhood children. He knows the route they'll take coming home. And he knows who gives good petting and who does not.

In front of our house, across the street, is a stair that goes down the hill (a few hundred feet) to the school area. He positioned himself, strategically, at the top of those stairs. Any child (preferable young girls, judging by how he reacts) coming up the stairs MUST pass him by. And he knows... he knows to whom he should stretch out and gaze longingly towards while offering up a tantalizingly furbound tender tummy... and whom to ignore as he enjoys the sunbeam.

He's quite something to watch in action. Apparently, the endless doting and showers of affection he receives here are not quite sufficient to his needs. The sad part is that the top of the stairs is not his only place. He also has the Street Corner, where during different parts of the day when his favored children are in school, he targets the sweet elderly ladies out on their strolls. And he knows, too, which ones are worth his time.

When the snow leopard is not out hunting and chasing small prey, and Sloth is not recuperating from the strenous napping he's forced to endure, he is out on the street... waiting, and hoping that his usual customers come along. Dignity need not interfere with the quest of a good belly-rub.

Army Watching Blogs

The Army has created a unit who's purpose is to read and surf the websites and blogs, especially Milblogs out there.

Why? To look for possible examples of OPSEC (Operational Security) violations. As anyone who has seen the AFN ads often enough will tell you, you can learn a lot by pieceing together small, unrelated facts to form a big picture.

Here's the release about the new unit.

And another worth reading? Blackfive, as always.

I'll admit that this freaked me out, a tad. While I believe I've been very well behaved on this blog, not revealing secrets, and staying within the UCMJ in reference to respect to superior authorities, it was unnerving. Especially with this one coincidence - the story came out the same day my blog readership spiked. Over doubled. And when I dug into the stats, most of the addresses of the folks reading the blog were from places like army.mil, pentagon.mil, andrewsairforcebase.mil, navy.mil, etc., etc., etc. YIKES! That's a lot of attention, military attention, for my little corner of the world. And then, I dug further. Apparently, that day's issue of "Stand To" had my blog listed under the "What's Being Said in Blogs" section. Apparently, they have quite the readership.

So, there are no Black Helicopters circling around the Eye of the Storm, and all is well.

And in case there's any doubt...




GO ARMY!

Was It Something I Said?

Wow... so many at one time. Bout gave me a Heart Attack. I am just surprised... small-time blogger like me. Wow.

Thanks for dropping by. Y'all come back now, ya hear?

Army Commendation Medal

The unit apparently finally found my award. First Sergeant has told me since I was downrange that I was receiving an award. (I know, I know, everyone gets awards downrange...) There may be plenty of people out there with five or six rows on their salad bars, but I'm proud of my award.

Why? I know I earned it. As do so many downrange, and unfortunately, many don't get the proper recognition. Bronze Stars are handed out for those in Senior positions, and the perception is that it's just because they have the higher rank. And then, for the junior folks, there is usually a choice between the Army Commendation Medal (ARCOM), Army Achievement Medal (AAM), Certificate of Appreciation (COA), or nothing. Thus, it makes the medal some sort of unofficial rating system: Screw up, you get nothing. Barely get by, but don't get in trouble? COA. Adequate? AAM. Excel? ARCOM.

And why am I so happy to finally receive it? Well, because there was no record of it. And as everyone knows, if it's not written down, it doesn't exist. Plus, ARCOMs count towards promotion points, and I'm happy for every few points I can get.

So, it has arrived. The presentation ceremony was essentially one of the PFCs in the office saying, "Hey, your award was found. Here." No matter. Yippee!

Army Strong - More Thoughts from Tanker Brothers

I can't believe I missed this post, but... I did. It happens. Anyway, it was quite a pleasure to read this post over at Tanker Brothers. Maybe because I once was one of those brand-new Soldiers walking around Ft. Knox, beaming with pride that I'd completed Army Basic Training at FORT KNOX!

Lots of memories from that time, from the feeling of coming back on that last ruckmarch (and being at the front keeping a good pace) to scanning the crowd during graduation to giving M her first ride on a swingset. And perhaps one of the coolest memories? Wearing the same uniform as my father. Even though he was retired, he pulled the uniform out to wear to graduation... ok, so he seriously outranked me, but my heart was about to burst right out of my chest as the two of us walked around, both in uniform. It was definitely My Turn.

So, anyway, go look at the Army Strong post.

Loss of a Great Blog

Some Soldier's Mom is ceasing her blogging efforts.

You know you've read her, either at her blog (Tiptoe Through The Archives Here), in comments on other blogs, or even in Blog of War.

She's been an excellent blogger and her entries have certainly been worth reading.

We hope that while she may not be blogging anymore, that she won't stay too far from the keyboard.

And when you stop by to say good-bye, say a prayer for her friend Stacy's son, Michael.

Where, Oh Where, Has That Little Form Gone?

Where, oh where, might it be?

Still waiting for my paperwork to go through so I can receive my orders and start working on transitioning us to the States.

I suppose it's making it's way... It's restarted it's path. I'd submitted it last week, and fully expected it to be delayed due to the four day holiday (Glorious Columbus Day). Had a meeting scheduled on Wednesday, with the entire Chain of Command. Immediately prior, some of my (former) co-workers in the personnel office handed me some forms. Included was... my reassignment request! The original, not a copy, but the very original.

Apparently, it had left the office and made it's way up the chain, and along the way, some clerk had put it in the wrong slot, and it came right back down. So, after a week plus, there it was, in my hot little hands.

So, it's been resubmitted, and this time, the Command is bypassing ALL of the regular channels to ensure that doesn't happen again.

Until it's processed, there are no orders. And in the Army, without orders, no one will talk to you about anything (it's a good policy, otherwise a lot of people would waste time on whims and dreams).

So, fingers crossed... entering another weekend... hopefully soon, so I can start getting busy. In a holding pattern for now.

Chandler, AZ

Congratulations to our recent visitor from Chandler, Arizona! You are #25,000.

As part of your prize package, you are entitled to free membership to this blog for one full, preceding year.

Thank you for stopping by!!!

So, care to tell us a little about yourself?

Birth of a New Blog

One of my closest friends has started his own blog, Crew of Chaos. I've known him for sixteen years (oh my... has it been so long?) and some have described him as my Evil Twin.

I'd say that while he is certainly my Evil Twin, he's also used his powers for the forces of good, being a great friend throughout the many adventures (and dull spots in between) I've had so far in life.

You'll find him remarkably coherent with a full vocabulary, for a Marine.

Please, take some time, give him some encouragement, and let's watch the birth of a blog. Sure, it may not be as colorful or scientific as watching the birth of galaxies through the Hubble Space Telescope, but... aw, shucks... take a gander.

Welcome to the blogosphere, David. Now, no pressure...

Blog of War

SGT Hook has a nice posting detailing where you can find more of the wonderful authors you're enjoying reading in Blog of War by Blackfive. (You are reading it, correct? Of course you are!)

AAFES Gas Prices

Stars and Stripes has an article in the 11 October European edition discussing how AAFES is grossing 90 cents per gallon of gas sold in Europe.

Apparently this is greatly more than the profit it has in the United States.

Interesting note: The AAFES spokesman refused to discuss the comparison saying that comparing European prices and United States prices of AAFES gas would be apples and oranges. This is even though European gas prices are based upon a comparison of... United States gas prices.

Anyway, it's an interesting article and sheds more light on AAFES' price disparities for gasoline.

Here's the article below... from Stars and Stripes:

AAFES' gas profits in Europe higher than in U.S.
But spokesman says comparison is 'apples to oranges'

By Matt Millham, Stars and Stripes
European edition, Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Army and Air Force Exchange Service gas stations in Europe made a gross profit of 84.9 cents on each gallon of gas sold in Europe compared with 13.9 cents a gallon in the States in 2005, according to figures provided to Stars and Stripes by AAFES.

The huge difference in gross profit is a result of AAFES’ pricing policies, which are set monthly by the exchange’s military board of directors, according to Judd Anstey, an AAFES spokesman. Anstey declined a Stripes’ query for net profit figures, which would show AAFES’ total earnings from gas sales, writing in an e-mail that comparing AAFES’ profits in Europe to its profits in the U.S. is an “apples to oranges” comparison.

“That just seems ridiculous,” said Spc. Maggie Hearn, when told that AAFES makes a gross profit of 84.9 cents on each gallon of gas it sells in Europe. Hearn just returned from Iraq, as she prepared to get in a cab outside Kelley Barracks in Darmstadt, Germany, on Oct. 4.

“I think something’s wrong,” said Air Force Master Sgt. David L. Smith, based at Ramstein Air Base, who doesn’t look at the profit comparison as apples and oranges. Smith thought AAFES was taking advantage of its customers in Europe and went so far as to file a Freedom of Information Act request with the exchange.

“I wanted people to know how much the markup was over here compared to what the markup in the States is,” Smith told Stripes.

“My concern wasn’t the cost of gas … it was if AAFES’ markup is applied equitably to AAFES’ stations throughout CONUS and OCONUS,” Smith wrote in a letter to Stripes that was published on Sept. 8. “If AAFES is making approximately the same amount off a gallon of gas overseas vs. stateside, I have no complaints.”

The response Smith got from AAFES proved his suspicions half right: AAFES is making more off gas it sells in Europe. AAFES sold roughly 17.6 million more gallons of gas in the U.S. than it sold in Europe in 2005, but because of the huge difference in gross profits, the agency made more than four times as much in gross profit off its gas sales in Europe.

In 2005, AAFES sold more than 60.2 million gallons of gas in the U.S. compared with 42.6 million gallons sold in Europe. The gross profit from these sales was $36.2 million in Europe and $8.3 million in the U.S., according to figures provided by Anstey.

After paying expenses, about 60 percent of AAFES’ net earnings went to Morale, Welfare and Recreation programs in 2005, according to figures on AAFES’ Web site. The rest of the earnings went to build and renovate stores, according to Anstey.

AAFES doesn’t have a set markup at either its U.S. or European pumps, meaning that its gas pricing policy doesn’t take profit into account, Anstey said.

Instead, AAFES bases its prices in Europe on stateside prices, then adds the cost of doing business overseas. The price changes at the beginning of every month.

“This means that AAFES’ ‘profit’ varies widely from month to month,” Anstey wrote. He continued, “With this said, AAFES’ gross ‘profit’ on gas sold in Europe in 2005 averaged (84.9) cents a gallon.”

Anstey went on to say that in 2005 AAFES made a gross profit of 13.9 cents a gallon in the U.S.

AAFES’ gross profit represents the amount of money taken in before paying expenses, such as the cost of delivering gas, he said. In Germany, for example, the cost of delivering fuel to the customer is 16.6 cents per gallon, according to Anstey. In the U.S., AAFES’ cost of delivering fuel to the customer is 4.4 cents per gallon.

Most of the extra cost of delivering fuel in Europe goes to cover the costs of the coupon program and personnel.

“I can understand why people are questioning why gas is more expensive here than it is in the States,” said Kathy Meadows, an Army spouse, as she gassed up in Darmstadt in mid-September. “Why aren’t their (AAFES) prices the same as stateside prices? Stateside prices have federal and state taxes added on,” Meadows said.

This last observation goes a long way toward explaining the disparity in gross profits. AAFES’ formula for setting its pump prices in Europe consists of two parts: average gas prices in the States, and the cost of dispensing gas.

The figures that AAFES uses to determine average stateside prices include local, state and federal taxes. These figures come from the U.S. Department of Energy. Taxes add more than 45 cents to the cost of every gallon of gas sold in the U.S., according to the Tax Foundation, a tax research group based in Washington, D.C.

AAFES doesn’t have to pay taxes on gas sold in Europe, but the 45 cents representing taxes are still represented in AAFES’ European prices. Instead of going to taxes, the 45 cents goes to profit instead.

When asked why AAFES includes those taxes when figuring overseas prices, Anstey said, “Failure to include taxes in select locations would create a disparity between the prices troops find in the states compared to those overseas, but could also produce the unintended consequence of impacting everyone’s (cost of living allowance).”

Currently, the price for a gallon of regular unleaded gas in Germany is $2.60 a gallon. Prices on U.S. military bases in the States earlier this week ranged from $1.97 at Barksdale Air Force Base, La., to $2.33 at Fort Carson, Colo.

“COLA helps maintain purchasing power so you can purchase about the same goods and services overseas as in the United States,” according to the Department of Defense’s Per Diem, Travel and Transportation Allowance Committee Web site.

The cost of gasoline is one of about 120 goods and services taken into consideration when determining COLA rates, according to the committee.

Leading By Example

(National Museum of the United States Army Soldier Registry)

John 16:24

Here is our official family portrait from August (before we knew it was back, before the new treatments, and when we're all very, very happy - "Sack of Son" is still in the middle!).

Reminder About Airport Security

I continue to read complaints and gripes (largely because I frequently surf a flying enthusiasts forum) about the perceived unfairness and excessivess of airline security (i.e. the TSA).

Is it a hassle? Sure, if you don't plan ahead. But, why perchance, do we have it?

Please, take a look here.

Sobering. Be sure to check the link in the first line to read the background story.

Thanks for the Support (Yeah, Right)

With a hat-tip to Best of the Web Today...

Take a gander at the Letters to the Editor of the Los Angeles Times. These are in response to an article about a Marine who died in Iraq.

Marine's wartime acts bring mixed reactions
October 7, 2006


Re "His Corps Value Was Bravery," Column One, Oct. 3

If an individual were to kill 11 people in house-to-house gang warfare in South Los Angeles, we wouldn't call him a hero; we'd call him a bloodthirsty, homicidal maniac. We would fear for the future of our city.

But when it's war, we nominate these individuals for one of the nation's highest honors. We spend several hundred billion dollars to send thousands of our young adults overseas so they can engage in this kind of behavior in someone else's country.

The 11 people we dismiss as insurgents are mourned by their own families, some of whom consider their actions a logical response to a foreign power occupying their land, while others grieve at the senselessness of it all.

The Times has shown its support for the troops, like we're all expected to do. But if Marine Pfc. Christopher Adlesperger had been a street gang member, we would have been subjected to articles explaining how we needed to provide alternatives to murderous organizations that provide a sense of belonging to its members.

T.C. PETERSON
Los Angeles


Reading about Adlesperger's valor, while compelling, left me with an overwhelming sadness. We are apparently hard-wired to kill each other over land or oil or our gods. Imagine what a man with the passion of Adlesperger could have done for his family and for the world in the next 60 years had he lived. I admire his bravery and loyalty to his friends. But I condemn those who required this of him and more than 2,000 of his brothers. I only wish his bravery could have been spent as a firefighter or a police officer, at home, where we need him more than ever.

GEORGE WATERS
Pasadena


I was repulsed by the tone of The Times' article. How dare you glorify the obscenity of killing, with descriptions of gurgling blood. Maybe the so-called Iraqi insurgents are not the enemy but in fact are freedom fighters, valiantly attempting to rid their country of a repugnant foreign presence fighting not for freedom and democracy but for America's insatiable appetite for oil. The United States must end this senseless war, sooner rather than later, and articles like this espousing flag-waving patriotism are only perpetuating the myth that modern war, and this one in particular, can be won.

RUSS RODDERBACK
Las Vegas

Thank you for your support... All of them enjoy the freedom, and right, to express these views because (I can't resist) we are an ARMY STRONG.

New Army Slogan

Well, it's announced now. The new slogan for the Army is:

Army Strong

There'll be all new ads coming out beginning 09 Nov.

We've gone from the classic (and still timeless) "Be All You Can Be", to the never-understood "Army of One" and now, "Army Strong".

I'm curious what y'all think of the new slogan and perhaps some creative ways it could be used in advertising. Before any Code Pink'ers come in, please refrain from anything super obvious like "Army Strong? Army Wrong!"

Opinions? Thoughts?


And if you'd like a sneak peek at one of the commercials, then click here (or even better, right click and download it). We've watched it, and you know what? I'd enlist all over again. It is powerful, motivating, and sends the right message. It is great to see an ad that tries to bring new recruits that also re-affirms the choice for those of us already in. Wow, wow, wow.

Very glad "Army of One" is gone... it was such a horrible slogan and the wrong focus. The Army is never about oneself. It's about the Team, the Unit, the Mission... all things larger than oneself.

How Is Ellicia Doing?

So, how is she doing? Good question.

Well, medically, we'd have to say that we don't know. And, right now, there is no way to know.

We finished radiation treatment on Friday. She received a double dose! There will be no CT scans to check for tumor growth or reduction in the brain tumors for about four to five weeks.

In the meantime? Well, in the meantime we return to our normal cancer doctor to figure out what we do next.

We continue to wait for our reassignment paperwork to go through, and we (meaning I) begin all the prepwork needed to move our little crew back to the States.

Day to day life? Well, she has good days and bad days. She no longer carries anything breakable or sharp as we never know when something will give out. Driving is a long-ago memory now. And, of course, I don't leave her alone with our toddler. For her to get in/out of bed, we like to have me there... just in case.

She can move around alright. Slowly, but deliberately.

She still has her "Brain Freeze" moments. Brain Freeze has now been diagnosed by one of our doctors. Apparently, it's actually mini-seizures in the brain. What happens is that about twice a day, for approximately an hour at a time, she comes to a stop. She really can't concentrate on anything, or think through anything. For example, let's say she's playing solitaire. When the freeze comes, she can no longer figure out where the next card goes. Luckily, we seem to be able to tell when the freeze is coming, so... she'll just take a seat and wait for it to end. Or, if we're driving, then it's pretty easy...

Yes, she's still coherent and can answer basic questions ("Are you ok?", "Brain Freeze?", etc), but...

Her leg is no where near where it used to be, but it could be a lot worse.

Toes are wiggling... maybe that's a good sign.

So, what's with the picture? Well, fortuitously, we had professional pictures done while we were on leave. Here is hers.

She looks a bit different now. The hair is gone. So, of course, is one of the breasts.

Guess what? She's still beautiful. Her infectious smile and twinkle in the eye, that is still there. And she makes me laugh. And I love her.

Freedom Team Salute

Received the following e-mail just now:

The Army recognizes that in this time of war, we are all Soldiers for freedom. We, as Soldiers, respond to the Call to Duty, which binds us to our service and guides our actions as guardians and defenders of freedom. This service would not be possible without a strong support network. Freedom Team Salute recognizes those supporters who make it possible for Soldiers to serve our country. FTS provides all Soldiers - Active Duty, National Guard and Reserve - with the opportunity to recognize and honor our parents, spouses, and employers who make our service possible. FTS additionally recognizes and honors veteran Soldiers of all generations for their legacy of freedom, duty, and honor to our country and for their continued support of the Army mission.

Log on to Freedom Team Salute to nominate your spouse, parent, employer (for RC Soldiers) and a veteran today!

Thank you for what you do for our Army and our nation.

With great respect,

Colonel T. Scott Lloyd
Director, Freedom Team Salute


AKO homepage: https://www.us.army.mil/suite/page/313777
Website: http://www.freedomteamsalute.com
e-mail: freedomteamsalute@hqda.army.mil

Now, this looks like a great idea. All of you around the blogosphere surely know Soldiers who deserve some extra recognition. Not everyone can be a Senior NCO or Officer receiving medals downrange. So, come on readers... let's start those nominations!

Which Country Is It?

A small diversion... or, I am watching the country tracker too closely?

There are at least two country trackers for the blog. What's interesting is that they don't show the same countries.

For example, one shows a recent visit from Gibraltar. The other shows no visit from Gibraltar ever. Which is true? Which system is providing rock solid (tee hee) information?

Togo? Maybe, maybe not.

There might have been a recent visit from China. Then again, there may not.

Oh, what fun.

Rumsfeld

The news seems daily to mention that Representative So-and-so or Senator Whatshisname is calling for Secretary Rumsfeld's resignation.

Strangely, that's all there is.

Just a demand to resign.

So I ask, whom do you want to replace him?

Ah, no one ever asks that question. But, it's a key one. It's always a good rule that if you're going to point out a problem, then you also need to offer a solution.

So, if you think Secretary Rumsfeld needs to go, then who should take his place? That's what I'd like to hear.

Don't think I'll hear that soon, though.

70 Countries!

I wish I could tell which ones were the newest to join our community...

The Foley Scandal

Glad he's gone. Investigate, charge, prosecute as needed. And, as Michelle Malkin covers, anyone who covered up for him needs to step down, too.

This is about doing the right thing, and (listen up, Congress) if that means sacrificing yourself for the greater good, then... that's what you do. You step down.

Disgusting.

Currently Watching...

United 93

Gripping.

Paperwork Submitted

Ok, well, the ball is rolling. Submitted DA 3739 today, requesting Ft. Eustis. As Top told me on the phone, they could have me out of here in a week, but...

Mentioned that we needed to wait a bit on that.

Anyway, paperwork is in.


* - DA 3739 is the form requesting Compassionate Reassignment.

Loss for Words

Mary*Ann and GunnNutt...

We don't know what to say. You are not only taking up an honorable cause such as the Rolling Victory Fast, but the message you posted as part of it...

Y'all, take a look over here.

Thank you...

(Somehow doesn't seem enough.)

TriCare

Ok, well thank you to you researchers out there. Looks like my medical co-pays and out of pocket shouldn't be too bad (perhaps non-existent) with TriCare Prime back in the States.

One item down...

There's a Problem With the Plant!

We knew it was coming. It's expected. And as much as the doctors were worried we'd have a horrible time with the concept of Ellicia losing her hair, we weren't terribly worried. Been there, done that.

So far through the treatment, the hair's held on fairly well. It wasn't growing anymore, but it wasn't falling out. A few days ago, Ellicia began to shed. She was like a kitty cat, sort of... always touching her head, and a few more hairs coming out.

So far, though, it's been staying in.

And this morning, when we got up for breakfast, it was still there. Then I took a nap. And she took a nap. Late in the afternoon, I'm exploring my quiet house, notice she's no longer in bed, and as I walk past the bathroom door, it opens.

Yikes!

Honest to goodness, it looked like she was escaping from a nuclear accident. Apparently, it'd really begun to let go. She had thinned... dramatically.

It was time.

So, off we went to the bathtub, and she got on all fours, and we lathered up her head and shaved away.

She's back to being bald. Quite possibly, this will be permanent, from what we understand from the doctors. However, as we said before, we have always been more concerned with losing her than her hair.

Change Of Plans

I've been saying that our criteria for Stay or Go would always be:

• Life expectancy
• If better care is available elsewhere

We've had a good talk with the doctors at Landstuhl. It was SO refreshing to have a conversation that wasn't in broken English or requiring translators. We must have talked with that doctor for a couple of hours.

And he's given us lots of good information. And more importantly, he's helped us make a decision.

I'm applying for the Compassionate Reassignment.

Is the care better? Well, while the procedures are the same, it's definitely possible that the general nature of the care is better. Plus, we'll have access to clinical trials, and other options.

We're going to try for the Norfolk, Virginia area. Why there? The family's not there, you'll ask. No, but there are many good military cancer docs there, and it's a short distance from DC - home of Walter Reed, Bethesda, the National Institutes of Health, and other good organizations.

What's this mean?

Well, we'll have to move and the European chapter of our life comes to a close (but honestly, it's been over for some time). I'll have to leave the unit and leadership that I love and would eagerly deploy with again (and they're going and I'm not... feel like I'm abandoning them... again).

There'll be a massive pay cut as I lose the COLA pay that we enjoy over here (lately, it's around $700 per month). That's about 1/3 of my take-home pay that we're accustomed to, so there'll be that adjustment.

TriCare in the States is different than TriCare over here. There are no copays and limits overseas... we have been told there are in the States. (Note: If those of you stateside have better info, please share - need to budget.)

Hospice should be available.

New house - have to find an affordable, yet large, single story, accessible home in an expensive area. From my research, my BAH (housing allowance) will be about $1100 per month. Unfortunately, the homes run about $2000 per month (rent) or $300,000 to buy. Sigh. More research needed there.

Going to have to rent vehicles for the time that our beast (ok, our SUV) is in transit. Both sides of the ocean. Wheeeee.

All new appliances...

Ok, rambling now, sort of building a checklist for myself here in this post...

Anyway, that's what we're going to do. And here's the neat part - we will actually need them to DELAY the CR! Normally, these things are highly expedited, but... since we have to coordinate with ongoing treatments, that's not the best move for us...

More news when we have it...

And as always, thank you for your incredible support.