Well, I honestly ‘thought’ I knew what Jay did. It’s one thing to hear about it, read about it and maybe even see it on TV. But it’s a totally different thing to actually experience alittle of it.
I signed up to do a L.I.N.K.S Cax training session. LINKS stands for Lifestyle, Insight, Networking, Knowledge Support. I thought, all of us ladies would be sitting around listening to Marines talking “to” us, ‘showing’ us the way. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! NOT even close to it! We began our day with morning colors at 7:30am. The Marine Corps Band played for us, I got to see a promotion done by the Brig. General Gurganis. I felt so proud to be a part of all of it! Then we headed down to Victory Field, where the real fun would begin!
I actually put on a flak jacket, Jay’s kevlar (combat helmet) and was told to ‘jump’ in the 7ton truck! Marines assisted us in getting into these vehicles. We rode to an AAV (Amphibious Assault Vehicle) that was awaiting our arrival. Before boarding, they handed out earplugs and trash bags. I thought, it’s like going on an airplane! Are we getting drinks and a snack? HAHA Not likely. The earplugs were because of the noise, the trashbag just in case someone got sick! OMG~SICK? Why would anyone get sick? Aren’t we just going around the block? They sealed us up with safety instructions. We sat in a non-air conditioned AAV and went out for a wild ride. He was doing donuts, and moving quickly. I am sure the marines had a really great chuckle to hear us wives, screaming and screeching with ever bump and turn! When we finally came to a hault, we dusted ourselves off. They had us in the sand. Again we loaded back into the 7ton and headed back to Victory Field.
Some of you may not know this, but I am afraid of heights! So, as we were getting off of these trucks, they said Ma’am just jump. ME! Just jump? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Were they crazy? Wait, they were Marines, of course they were finatical! They tried not to laugh at me as I was the last one to get off of the truck. I sat at the edge, saying ‘I can’t just jump” I just can’t. Is there a step stool? They tried to hide their laughter. Then they gave a glance and said, “ma’am just stand on the ledge and we’ll take care of the rest” Before I could say anything, I was flying through the air, graceful without fear! The marines had a hold of my elbow and forearms and hoisted me up and brought me back down to earth! They said “you see, you were like a ballerina in swan lake” Now that I can sit back and think about it, it’s embarrassing!!! I should have just closed my eyes and leeped. They were there to catch me. But, I panicked!
The coordinator of the program called me earlier during the week and asked me if I could bring Jay’s kevlar and to not worry about lunch because that was going to be provided for us. WOW! How nice! When we finally broke from the activities to have lunch, they had us meet back at the Village Center. My newfound friend Brenda and I took a few snacks, but we weren’t prepared to hear lunch was an MRE! Meal ready to eat! OMG, for real? I thought in my head. They passed them out to us, I felt like a preschooler trying to open a lunchable! I couldn’t get the damn thing open. No wonder Jay comes home so thin from the field and deployment. He can’t get the stinkin’ pouches to open! So scissors were passed around. I got my Chicken fajita “filling” opened. Smelled ok, but tasted like starch and I could just feel the carbs settling in. The tortillas were like eating paper. I reached for the fig newtons I grabbed from the snack table and devoured those and my water. They were horrible!
The end of my day ended with a graduation cake and certificate of completion at 4:45pm. Put that aside, I also came back with a deeper appreciation of what our Marines do everyday here and overseas. Loading up on trucks and AAV’s isn’t so bad, but try doing it many times a day, day after day when you are a grunt. Riding in an enclosed AAV with no A/C and no windows to know where the heck you are headed. To eat a meal in a box 3 times a day. Homecooked meals are a dream to our men. I am so proud to be the wife of a Marine. I have one of the few good men. Semper Fi.