It is 116 degrees outside today, and the wind is blowing sand and dust everywhere. Patrols go out and come back in. Our guys have captured a few heavy-hitters among the arhabi in the past few days, and there has been what seems to be a corresponding decrease in bombings in our area. A few other units have done likewise. I am anxiously awaiting the results of the interrogations as I know that there are more out there. Luckily, one less warrior has to worry about going to jail now for fighting them. I am glad it is quiet outside, but today I keep thinking of the blood price paid by Task Force NightStalker:
SPC Travis Bruce
CPL Glenn Watkins
PFC Samantha Huff
I will say a few extra prayers today with these heroes in mind. I hope that they have well appointed mansions. They are why I have so much to look forward to back home. The chow hall was decorated in red, white and blue today, and there was a table set for our fallen comrades in the center. They have given what Lincoln called "the last full measure of devotion." I am eternally grateful. Cal Thomas puts it nicely.