Leave time

I'm in Germany right now for a few minutes while the plane refuels.  I left iRack on the morning of May 4th and I'll roll into Atlanta on the morning of the 6th local time.  It's a pretty exhausting travel process that includes some time in Kuwait and some time in the air.  I'm ready for a break so this will be really nice. 

I'm headed out to Hawaii for a couple weeks.  I've never been there before so I'm really looking forward to it.  I'm going to do all the tourist stuff like snorkel, surf, bum the beach and probably get sunburned.  I'll try to get a few pictures up here at some point so y'all can see a little of what it's like. 

That's all I've got for now.  More to come soon.

I hate this place right now...

Imagine walking outside into a sand blaster.  That's what it was like when this wretched mass of stirred up sand rolled in.  This particular one came through on Easter and we are having another one tonight.  You can't even keep your eyes open or you get blinded by all the sand.  Thankfully, they don't last too long and we have Containerized Housing Units (CHUs) to live in.  You can see a few of the CHUs in this picture also (white buildings surrounded by big concrete walls).  This place is absolutely despicable sometimes.  I can't imagine living here more than I have to.

Besides the sand storms, things have been pretty good over here.  I know I haven't written in two months and a ton of things have happened during that time so I'll try to hit the highlights.  I had a nice lull during the month of February where I was between jobs and didn't have much going on.  That time involved much "Settlers of Catan" and hand rolled cigars after work with my two JAG buddies here, John and Ryan.  Settlers of Catan is a great game that combines a good amount of strategy and the roll of the dice into a fun game that is different every time you play due to the game set up changing every time.  In this picture you can see John and I setting up a new game on one our many nights of playing.  Other than that, I focused on inventorying all the property I was about to sign for (100% change of command inventory), on preparing for taking command on 1 March and thinking through some of my philosophy and focus before I made that big step. 

My change of command ceremony took place on the morning of March 1 and was over in less than 20 minutes, but almost immediately I felt a big change.  The moment we finished passing the company guidon (flag), I was all of a sudden the guy in the chair, the one calling the shots, the commander.  It's actually pretty amazing how many things in the Army are left to the "commander's discretion," and I really had little understanding of what they were until now.  Of course, some things never change and almost everything is bureaucratically documented thanks to the plethora of Army Regulations, but specifically how strictly or how deliberately one applies those regulations is very much up to the commander.  It's been challenging, taxing and yet rewarding even just in this first month.  I had to deal with many of my "firsts" during my first two weeks in command - my first Article 15 hearing (Article 15 of the Uniform Code of Military Justice (UCMJ) allows for commanders to execute non-judicial punishment), my first red cross message for emergency contact to a Soldier, my first opportunity to promote Soldiers and my first time to be the one counseling another officer.  Things have been happening fast and furious at times and I take a chance to breathe and relax when I can. 

After being in command for about 3 weeks, I went up to another base in Iraq for a conference with my battalion commander and the other company commanders in my battalion.  We got a good chance to discuss awards philosophy, some future planning for redeployment and reset back in the US and lessons learned from some of the more senior commanders who had been in command for over a year.  It was a great opportunity to get to know each other a little better and establish working relationships since 4 out of 5 of us were basically brand new to command.  We also got the chance to have a little fun while we were there and get our hands dirty doing some torch-cutting down at the motorpool.  The real purpose of going over to the motorpool was to get a closer look at where and how our vehicles are maintained, but we definitely enjoyed burning through some metal while we were there. 

I know that doesn't really do justice to two months worth of time, but it does offer a brief synopsis.  Most of the other stuff that I'm dealing with involves a greater deal of drama than I'd like to admit.  The bottom line is that some of my Soldiers operate under a very selfish mentality where they think the world is supposed to cater to them or that they are entitled to something that the world isn't giving them.  Sometimes I feel like a parent trying to explain to some of them that life isn't fair or that things aren't always going to go their way.  It's not really worth the details, but if you think about it, just pray for me to have patience, compassion where necessary, but firmness to stick to what I know is right even when people break down and cry in front of me (it's happened already). 

I've also been leading worship at the local chapel here off and on for the last month or so which has been a good thing.  It's great to be able to lead others in worship, even while over here in the desert.  I didn't bring my guitar, but I was able to borrow one from someone else here so that has worked out well.  I've also been doing a Bible study with a few guys off and on when they're not out on mission.  I'm going to have it again this Sunday so pray for it if you think about it.  It's just something small, but I think it's helping a few guys get more into the Scriptures than they otherwise would and see some of God's Word for themselves. 

I hope you're all doing well and I will do better about posting more things as they come up.  I'll try not to let it go two months without a post again!  Oh, and my new address in case you're concerned:

Tim Frazier
63rd NSC, TF 201
COB Adder
APO AE 09331

Thanks for reading!

Superbowl

0150 - "bleep bleep, bleep bleep" goes my alarm.  "Why am I getting up at 2 in the morning to go watch a football game in a big tent with a bunch of people?"  Some American traditions lose their glamor when transported to the other side of the world.  I'm here to tell you that the Superbowl is not one of those. 

To be completely honest, it wasn't just the draw of a potentially good football game televised on a big screen tv in a big tent with me and my 150 "closest friends."  I must admit that I wanted to get my ration of something as American as the Superbowl - Budweiser.  No, this won't be a free ad for the classic American Lager, but I did feel like pitching an ad as I sat there sipping the only two beers authorized in a year long deployment. 

With thoughts of a splash of the forbidden fruit, I forced myself out of my warm bed into the cold night to link up with my buddies who were also disrupting their sleep schedule for such an opportunity as this.  We walked over together, arrived at the site and received our ration.  Looking around the room, there were not as many folks as we had anticipated and the event was much less animated than we had anticipated.  We sat down near the front and settled in for the game.  Many folks left soon after finishing their drinks and another wave left at half time.  The outcome was pretty exciting, if not a little unexpected.  The victor was uncertain all the way through most of the 4th quarter.  I was especially impressed with the Saints onside kick attempt and recovery to start the second half.  It definitely shifted the momentum of the game. 

According to General Order #1 of this theater of operations, US service members are not allowed to consume alcohol (among other things) at any time while operating here.  It makes for a more orderly environment (as you can imagine) and supposedly respects the cultures of the countries in which we are operating.  However, during this one time of year, namely the culmination of the National Football League, we were given a chance to taste a little of what we've been missing. 

I'm happy to say that my friends and I enjoyed the game and the drinks and no one misbehaved, at least at our location.  I'm sure somewhere someone did something inappropriate, but for me, it was a chance to feel a little bit more like home, getting a little bit of something that we normally don't have here. 

In the end, I was disappointed that Peyton made such a key mistake that cost the Colts the game, but I have to give the Saints some credit for a game well played.  It was the most competitive Superbowl that I've seen in a few years and a memorable experience. 

As for my job, I've already turned over my old position to a new Lieutenant.  He is pretty green at the moment, but I think he'll learn quickly.  I'm in the process of transitioning to my new job, working alongside the outgoing commander.  We start our inventories of the company property this week. 

I just finished a book recently called "A Million Miles in a Thousand Years," by Donald Miller.  The opening lines of the book really grabbed me - "If you watched a movie about a guy who wanted a Volvo and worked for years to get it, you wouldn't cry at the end when he drove off the lot, testing the windshield wipers.  you wouldn't tell your friends you saw a beautiful movie or go home an put a record on to think about the story you'd seen.  The truth is, you wouldn't remember that movie a week later, except you'd feel robbed and want your money back.  Nobody cries at the end of a movie about a guy who wants a Volvo.   But we spend years actually living those stories, and expect our lives to feel meaningful.  The truth is, if what we choose to do with our lives won't make a story meaningful, it won't make a life meaningful either..." 

I chuckled at those lines at first because I realized that one of the things I've been thinking about since being here is what sort of car I want to get when I return home.  The sad part is that I realized I was guilty of living out a "bmw" or a "mustang" story and then expecting my life to feel meaningful.  Getting a nice new car won't give me any of the meaning I'm looking for, I'm afraid.  Having finished the book, I can tell you that he doesn't give you any quick fixes or easy answers for living a good story (and I would be skeptical if he did), but he does describe the overarching nature of a good story - a character who wants something and overcomes conflict to get it.  I recommend the book to anyone who's ever enjoyed books or movies with good stories like Braveheart or Lord of the Rings. 

I want to say thanks to all the folks who've sent packages and letters.  It's great to know that people appreciate what we're doing and haven't forgotten about us.  Things are pretty slow over here for the most part and it's hard to see results of what this rotation is accomplishing.  At this point, we're just trying to wrap things up and not lose what previous rotations have achieved.  I appreciate all your thoughts, prayers, and other means of support.  Until next time...

It's Official

I got a confirmation today from my battalion commander that I will be taking command of a company on or about March 1st.  I'm excited.  It is a great opportunity that doesn't come along every day.  I'm looking forward to this chance for increased responsibility and challenge.  I'm also glad that the date is somewhat official now.  I had known about this move as a potential at first and then it started to get more sure and now it is official along with a date.  Now I am starting to get my thoughts and plans together for the new job. 

Other than that, nothing much is going on.  I've been reading several books lately - one of which was Deep Survival by Laurence Gonzales.  Great book that was recommended to me by Michael Kerns.  It goes through why accidents happen - our brain processes that entice us into doing stupid stunts that get us into trouble - and why some survive while others don't.  It chronicles what traits make a survivor and how they persevere through unbelievable circumstances.  All in all, it was a fascinating book that explained some of the processes of the human brain and the interaction of our emotions with our reason.  It turns out that interaction and overiding of one part of the brain by another can both hurt and help us.  Very interesting to understand.  I'm now reading The Tipping Point by Malcom Gladwell.  I've recently read Blink and Outliers, also by Malcom Gladwell, so now I'm adding his first book to the list.  He's a great writer.  In the Tipping Point, he sets about explaining why epidemics come about - how they go from being a small scale set of occurrences to a full-blown trend or style or product or idea or behavior.  I'm about 3/4ths of the way done with it and it too is a great book.  Gladwell really has an infectious writing style that helps you see things in a new way and gain further understanding into commonplace events and ideas. 

Also, I've been doing some of my own computer lab experimentation on my laptop, but I'll spare you the details in an effort to keep from seeming too infatuated with technology.  I do enjoy it, however, I find that it is an interest that not many others share with me.  At least, not many other people that I would consider social or enjoyable as companions.  I suppose one of the few exceptions to that principle would be my fellow officer Ed.  He's in Argentina right now of all places, enjoying another culture and practicing his recently acquired Spanish skills.  We served together in Kuwait and Afghanistan where we used to go back and forth for hours on all sorts of topics from chemistry to theology to video games, but often we would match wits in the information technology world.  On the whole, it's hard to strike a balance between being interested in computers and being an interesting person.  I like to think there are a few of us out there who can do both.

The Ziggurat

We went out to the Ziggurat of Ur on Monday.  It was a very short trip, but a successful one.  We brought our whole company out to see it and take a company photo.  They turned out pretty good.  I was the convoy commander for one of the two groups that went.  I put some planning into it, although it was really not much of an operation.  It will probably be one of the few chances I get to actually do something like that, so I volunteered and enjoyed the opportunity.  I'll put up a few pictures of me in front of the Ziggurat (one with my buddy John), one of our whole company in front of it, one of me with two of my Soldiers on the steps and one picture of the other ruins on the site, taken from the top of the Ziggurat.  We had a local guy give us a tour of the area along with the history of it.  It was pretty interesting to hear him talk about Sumerian kings and ancient cuniform writing in the exact same manner as he did the time when Saddam Hussein was in charge.  Both were in the past.  Never mind that one was in 2000 BC and one was 2002.  He had his whole tour memorized really well because this is his deal.  He lives less than 100 meters away from it and his grandfather was one of the assistants to the British excavation of the area in the 1920s.  This guy makes his living giving tours of the area to anyone who comes around.  Mostly Americans lately, but he also said he gave a tour to some Taiwanese folks.  His English was a little broken, but he gave a disclaimer at the beginning that he taught himself English from a dictionary.  Impressive.  Bottom line, this thing was around 4000 years old.  Unfortunately, some of the way it is now is rebuilt, it's not all original, but still it's pretty amazing.  You can see from the group photo just how huge this thing is.  It's around 25 meters tall to give you an idea.

Happy Thanksgiving!

As I said to several of my compatriots today while feasting on traditional Thanksgiving cuisine, "The man who does not agree that the combination of turkey, cornbread dressing and cranberry sauce is a delight to the palate has not experienced the fullness of earthly food."  I ate entirely too much, but as my uncle Phil says, "If some is good and more is better, then too much is... just right."  I concur, uncle Phil, I concur. 

Today reminds me that I have much to be thankful for even while I'm over here in Iraq.  I'm thankful to have family that I would rather be spending time with than not.  So many folks don't have all the fond memories of Thanksgiving that I do.  So here's to you, Mom, Dad, Will and MC - I wish I could be there eating turkey, watching football and recounting our blessings together.  Then, of course, there's the extended family gatherings that result in a dinner table full of cousins that are not so child-like any longer.  It used to be that we were all little kids sitting around the same table, but now it's hard for all of us to be there at once.  Nothing ever stays the same. 

But as for my situation now, I have to include a picture of some of the decor they put up at our DFAC (Dining FACility, for the non-Army types).  It was quite extravagant.  Don't worry, all your tax dollars are going to very good use, let me assure you.  We ate very well today.  It's also a tradition to have commanding officers and other high ranking members serve the food on holidays, and today was no exception.  So I got some roast beef carved by a Lieutenant Colonel and a scoop of bread dressing from a Major. 

So after we chowed down, we went to stop by the 'driving range' here on base.  See the photo.  It was funny to be out hitting golf balls on a base in Iraq.  But my swing looked good so no harm done.  (that was sarcasm in case you've never seen me play golf.)  I can see it being a good way to burn off steam or relax.  It's off away from everything else so you have to drive there - which is no small feat when it's hard to come by an NTV (non-tactical vehicle - translated, a Ford F-150 or Chevy Trailblazer, etc.).  But maybe one afternoon when nothing's going on, I could go down and hit a few balls, but then again, maybe not.

Anyway, today is a lay-low day, so I think I'm going to go take a nap and enjoy it now.  Happy Thanksgiving to all of you and thanks for reading!

Veteran's Day

We held a short ceremony yesterday that symbolized the induction of new members into the group of veterans.  It was approximately our 30 days in country mark and therefore the time when members of a deployed unit are authorized to wear their unit patch on their right shoulder - a "combat patch." (See the picture of me with most of my guys - wearing our "combat patches")

Although this is the second time that I've been personally involved in this middle east conflict, I feel a certain difference between myself and other veterans.  I don't fall into the category of those who've been under direct enemy fire or had an occasion to fear for their lives or the lives of their fellow Soldiers.  My job has been one that's left me relatively out of harm's way.  Now, of course my mother is thankful for that, but it still leaves me feeling undeserving.  Yes, I volunteered to serve in the Army.  Yes, I knew that our country was at war.  Yes, I will have spent 28 months in the middle east by the time this trip is over. Yes, I was separated from friends and family.  Yes, I've made sacrifices to be in the Army.  But unless something changes, I will have never been in a life threatening situation.  It's because of that reality that I have a hard time feeling like a veteran and even thinking about putting myself into that group seems to demean its significance.  I feel I have no other choice than to maintain a healthy respect and admiration for those who've had dramatic and horrible experiences in our current conflict and in past wars like Vietnam and World War II.

I honestly can't complain about my circumstances here.  We have it pretty good.  Things are so built up here, it's almost embarrassing to call this a "combat zone."  But if our living conditions are good, our state of affairs on our business side is sad.  Because of an Army decision to reorganize unit deployment schedules, we ended up coming into our area without any equipment from a departing unit.  This may not sound like a problem, but because of the nature of the extended conflict here, most units don't get their full complement of equipment until they get here and take over what another unit left behind.  Basically, it's cheaper to just leave stuff over here rather than ship unit A's stuff back to the states and ship unit B's stuff over here to take it's place.  Instead, they just leave it here and sign it over to the next unit that comes in.  Well, like I said, due to a complex reshuffling, we didn't have any waiting for us when we got here.  So for the last few weeks, we've been slowly piecing together  our required complement of vehicles, radios, weapons and other equipment to get us up to a fully functional state.   Nothing is ever easy, I'm afraid.

I had a few guys over to my CHU (containerized housing unit) the other night for a little Bible Study.  A couple of the guys were pretty young in their faith, so I mostly focused on the basics, sharing a few thoughts about reading the Bible, praying, fellowship-ing and reaching out to others.  It seems that these guys are interested in getting back into right standing with God and learning more about him.  It's funny what people start to realize when they're separated from their families, their country and all the things that clamor for their attention in America.  Some remember that there might be something more to life than entertainment, while others simply look for ways to be distracted for a year.  So, if you're praying, pray for God to use this time in these guys' lives to grab hold of their hearts and bring them back to him.

I had to stop watching 24 with my buddies here.  It was getting ridiculous.  We were watching 2 or 3 episodes every night to where all I was doing was going to work, coming back and watching 24 and then going to bed.  That's part of the reason why I slacked on my blogging and on a couple other things, too.  So now, I have more time to myself, which is nice, and I don't feel like I'm one of the guys just looking for distraction when I'm not at work.  I have to say, though, it was difficult to pull away.  It's a pretty addictive show once you get into it.  It's drama at its best.  The only downfall is when it gets to be unbelievable, which unfortunately, can be quite often depending on which season you're watching.