My Army Photos

in Yesterdays6 months ago

So this one is kind of random - or at least I have to admit that it looks that way. In truth, it's something I've been meaning to do for years. Tropical Storm Debbie is coming through my neck of the woods today and my work is closed - so I thought I'd use this time to post what I have so far...hopefully I will come back and add to this as the opportunity presents itself.

When I was finding my way, after my time in the army, one of the things I felt necessary to do was to torch my past. I burned everything. My baby blanket, my old family photos, my projects from the past - everything.

...But it all started out with my Army stuff. Plaques, medals, awards, photos - all of it. If it was environmentally unconscionable to burn, I gave it away - but I got rid of everything...I felt I needed to live my life in a way that didn't require artifacts to prove I had been where I had been; I needed to live in the here and now, and let the past be over with.

Years later, I wouldn't go so far as to say that I regret what I did, but there is definitely a slight element of something along those lines. I have kids now, and they ask about my old music and other things from my past, and all I can do is tell them what I once would have been able to show them - but I did what I did in order to heal/find myself, so ultimately I still believe it was necessary to get me to where I am today.

Since that time, once in a while someone from the Troop will reach out and share an old photo. I always think "I need to save that somewhere," but then I never do. So last night I sat down and went through my messages, my google drive, my files and photos, and dug up what I could. There are many pictures I remember having that are now gone, possibly forever, but I wanted to put together an old Army photo album post, so that if/when pictures surface in the future, I have a known place to put them.

H TROOP 1ST CAVALRY REGIMENT

One of the guys shared this awesome bit of troop history a few years ago, and I thought this would be a good place to start.

I joined H Troop by way of chance. I didn't join as a cavalry scout, I joined the army as a mechanic and was sent to 4-1 Field Artillery. They hated me there from day one, I honestly don't know why - but when the Cavalry Scouts needed their own mechanics attached to their small Brigade Reconnaissance Troop, 4-1FA was happy to take the opportunity to get rid of me, and I was grateful to find myself amongst the most elite soldiers to be found on top of the hill at Ft. Riley. They took me in and raised me as one of their own. They trained me in the fine arts of combat and brought me along to help out on regular combat missions - a fact I will take to my grave with great pride, regardless of how I feel about the US Government or its motivations for sending us over there in the first place.

TOUR 1, 2003-2004

H TRP 1 CAV BLACKHAWKS, 3 BCT, 1 AD
BRAVO SECTION, 1ST PLT
Josh, Yuk and Brock outside the TOC.
This is me and Tracy. This dude was a chick magnet, and super awesome musician.
Hangin out in the classroom
Me and Keegan. This guy was a force to be reconned with!
Ghost 5's .50CAL
Me, playing guitar in the boiler room of the petroleum university where we lived.
Me and Yuk. Yuk got out and worked as a paramedic until he began to suffer from SCA 1. There is no better friend in the world than Yukmouth.
Me and Seamus...a true Boston-American hero, a loyal friend and a fierce defender.
Listening to punk rock and working on trucks. No matter how many missions I ran, I had an obligation to keep the trucks going.

TOUR 2, 2005-2006

H TRP 1 CAV BLACKHAWKS, 3 BCT, 1 AD
1st PLATOON
Me and Jimi. Jimi was in the infantry platoon that was attached to our BRT in the second tour. One of my best friends of all time.
Abu Wolf, Cuellar and Crabtree among others.
Blocker dismounting from helicopter (mid air shot, even though it looks like he's standing lol - he injured his ankle on the dismount and had to sit out for a while.
Domingo, Leland, Carlos, Dante and Adam, from 1st platoon, just coming back in from a mission.

PRE-TOUR DAYS

This picture (above) is worth a lot to me. The guy with the ghost eyes, raising the glass, that was Amondo Pittman. He was a wild cat, man. He was one of my closest friends. One time he tried to confide in me, regarding a girl back home who had stopped responding to his letters. I was rude to him at the time, I told him no one cares about girls back home, we're here now and it would be best to forget her - and in any case I said, I don't want to hear about her whether you decide to move on or not.

You know what Lucky?

(That was what they called me in those days. Bess had given me the name because he said my tattoo was easier to read than my last name)

You're a fuckin' fair weather Goddamn ASSHOLE.

He chided. I stopped and thought for a moment, realizing he had come to me with his pain, looking for a friend to console him. I was the one he felt he could come to, and I had been a dick about it.

Ok, ok, I'm sorry man, you know I care about you and I hate to see you going through this...so tell me, what was the last thing she said to you?

He went on and told me all about it, and I was proud to be there to support a good man, and a most unexpected friend. I love this man, he was a true friend. He was in many ways a tormented soul, his heart was too big for this little world.

Pittman died while I was going to school for art, a year or two after I got out. I will always carry the guilt of not having been there for him right away when he needed me, but I am grateful to him for helping me learn to recognize when it's time to put yourself aside and care for others.

...love you Mondo.

The other thing that makes this picture worth so much to me, is 1SG Yuraska. I think this is the only photo I've seen of him. Maybe one or two others over the years, but I've lost them. I've never admired someome the way I admired this man; he was a patriot and a hero - and basically a father to all of us.

One time he asked to borrow my Willie Nelson box set, and I swear, it made me so happy to finally be able to give something back to this beast of a man, who had done so much to prepare and protect us. There's a special place on Fiddler's Green, waiting for this cavalry hero.

This is Abraham, in what I believe (from the uniform) would have been a later picture. We just called him AB. He had his moments as a kind of goofball. He was in charge of getting us to take the malaria pills, but none of us did. He insisted on the importance, as he was directed to do, but wound up being the only one to get malaria.

AB was the first person to teach me about astral projection. He told me all about his exploits in the astral realm, visiting a crystal castle and accessing akashic records. He once said

You know why I'm always in such a good mood Lucky?

Because you're a goofball? I thought

It's because while you all waste your down nights sleeping, I get the hell out of here and go home! I'm seeing my friends and all the people I have always visited in the astral realm.

I never doubted him. Once I asked him if he could check in on my girlfriend for me.

I could, but things are different in the astral. I can't guarantee that she wouldn't find my astral form irresistible, and then I would almost certainly fuck her.

🤣🤣🤣

Many of us were practically kids still when we headed over for that first tour. We had learned as much as we could through the years of training; the rest would come from real world experience. We didn't choose each other...we learned one another's strengths and weaknesses, and we banded together to form something that was greater than the sum of all its parts. We made up for each other's weaknesses and they in turn lent their strengths when needed. When the mission called for it, we were hard and strong - but behind all the stuff you see in movies, even the deadliest combat soldiers are just men, they're just people - in the nights, when the skies were mostly quiet, we were there for each other, listening to stories of home, thoughts about what we missed the most, our fears, struggles, losses and pain. We didn't have mothers, sisters, girlfriends or wives to nurture our hearts and souls, so in the same theatre that hardened us and taught us to speed towards the things that make everyone else run away, we also learned how to care for and nurture those around us.

I miss those days, I miss those guys. I am grateful for the life I lead now, grateful for my wife and children - but there will forever be a part of my heart and soul that has been carved out and assigned to the brave men of H Troop 1st Cavalry Regiment - the men who depended on me, the men I depended on.


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Awesome stuff thanks for posting bro!

Thank you! I’m grateful to have a community like Hive to share it with :)

Awesome bunch of pics and backstory man! You have done and been through a lot!

LOL - I guess it has been a pretty good ride so far 😬
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I am so glad that you shared this. I like knowing this about you.

!INDEED

Thank you! I really appreciate that - I was uncertain about sharing this, but I like using Hive as a place for all my memories, so I took a chance and aim glad I did :)

As most things that are good tend to happen. I found you from the Post Promotion channel of the Veterans Discord Server. I was actually telling the fellow (you know who you are) that shared this. I realize every day; even though I have been on-chain since 2017? I still meet new people every day. I served for a few years, in the US Army... 13 Bravo Cannon Crewmember. I mainly wanted to stop by... say hello... thank you for your service, and I hope that you have a wonderful weekend ahead.


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That's incredible, that someone found my post and shared it with the Veterans Discord - I had no idea!
...I suppose if they know who they are, and they see this, they should know that they have my gratitude for indirectly connecting me with the community, as I'll no doubt be joining there after dropping this reply.

2017, huh!? So you're not just a military veteran, but also a Hive veteran by all rights. It is funny how people show up on Hive - sometimes I see someone that makes me think, how the hell did it take me 3 years before I even saw you here!?

Thanks for reaching out brother, I look forward to seeing you around!

EDIT: Followed and Joined. Thanks for letting me know this is here!

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Followed and joined. Thank you for yours as well, and for the support!

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Good to meet you and thank you for sharing such fond memories of your brothers. I often find myself thinking of my brothers and sisters form those days as well. Some are sad, but most are happy memories. If you ever need to chat, feel free to step into the Veterans Discord server. Let us know if you need a link.

Thank you for your service, brother, and for your kindness.

...I tried doing a search for Veterans Discord Server, but saw several different/similar options...could I trouble you to send me a link? I'd love to join, although I must admit, I struggle with using Discord some, so I'm not on there very often.

Looks like Wesphilibin left you one. Just follow it. Let us know if it doesn't work for you. Look forward to seeing you there.

Didn’t even think to click that banner! 🤣🤣🤣 Thanks brother, and nice to meet you!

You as well!