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I would like to post a series of short stories of my year in Iraq. While I wasn't out there kicking down doors and blowing things up, it was a series of days with unending boredom, and never knowing what was around the corner. Highways that had patch holes for as far as you could see from the mines planted in the road ways, to the deliberate murder of two officers by a fellow American Soldier (Not my unit, but next door).
On May 27th I was notified that my National Guard Unit was being mobilized to head to Iraq. I remember that date well, as it was my 40th Birthday. At the time I was the Battalion Motor Officer/Maintenance Technician for an M-109A5 Artillery Battalion. We mobilized and did our Brigade Train Up at Fort Hood, TX. We spent the better part of four months there getting ready. Our original mission was to guard and transport captured enemy ammunition. To that end we had some 50 trucks handed over to use.
Organically we had 18 Palletized Loading System (PLS) trucks, a collection of 900 Series Five Ton trucks and HEMMT trucks were transferred in. The day before we rail headed we were issued all new LMTV's and FMTV (2.5 ton and 5 ton cab over replacement vehicles), and left the older trucks behind. As goat screws go this one kept on pace for future screwing up. After going to Fort Polk, LA for verification exercise, we went on a short admin leave for Christmas (four days if I recall).
I got back to Texas to board a plane to find out we were not going with the rest of the Brigade, but were going to be the Security Battalion for a Division Headquarters further in country my XO informed me. "Where?" I asked. Someplace called Tikrit. Oh, the tip of the Sunni Triangle, (fracking wonderful I think to myself). We land in Kuwait and I begin my next phase of the mission...turn 90% of the vehicles around to go back stateside as we had no need for them, we were falling in on another units equipment.
I had to crawl around in a US Cargo ship and mark all of these vehicles with chalk with "TAE" short for Turn Around Equipment. Well after I did that some dip came along and had soldiers drive every truck out of the clean area, and into the contaminated area. Every TAE vehicle would under a wash the likes of which few outside of the military will ever experience.
On May 27th I was notified that my National Guard Unit was being mobilized to head to Iraq. I remember that date well, as it was my 40th Birthday. At the time I was the Battalion Motor Officer/Maintenance Technician for an M-109A5 Artillery Battalion. We mobilized and did our Brigade Train Up at Fort Hood, TX. We spent the better part of four months there getting ready. Our original mission was to guard and transport captured enemy ammunition. To that end we had some 50 trucks handed over to use.
Organically we had 18 Palletized Loading System (PLS) trucks, a collection of 900 Series Five Ton trucks and HEMMT trucks were transferred in. The day before we rail headed we were issued all new LMTV's and FMTV (2.5 ton and 5 ton cab over replacement vehicles), and left the older trucks behind. As goat screws go this one kept on pace for future screwing up. After going to Fort Polk, LA for verification exercise, we went on a short admin leave for Christmas (four days if I recall).
I got back to Texas to board a plane to find out we were not going with the rest of the Brigade, but were going to be the Security Battalion for a Division Headquarters further in country my XO informed me. "Where?" I asked. Someplace called Tikrit. Oh, the tip of the Sunni Triangle, (fracking wonderful I think to myself). We land in Kuwait and I begin my next phase of the mission...turn 90% of the vehicles around to go back stateside as we had no need for them, we were falling in on another units equipment.
I had to crawl around in a US Cargo ship and mark all of these vehicles with chalk with "TAE" short for Turn Around Equipment. Well after I did that some dip came along and had soldiers drive every truck out of the clean area, and into the contaminated area. Every TAE vehicle would under a wash the likes of which few outside of the military will ever experience.