My helo flight out was planned for mid-morning, but I got
the word that it had been moved up. No more time for one last email to the
Commander, no more time for purging files, and not much time to say goodbye,
yet again to staff. The week had been
emotionally draining for me, but now it was time to go. I sent out a few txt to staff letting them
know I was leaving. A few rushed to the
helo pad, and then more came. Before
long, the cameras were out and the tears rolled. A few selfie shots, as the helo came in. A few hugs, and before I knew it, Camp RS was
out of sight. It was time to go, of that
there was no doubt, but I will miss these friendships, yet revel in the fact
that we accomplished much. Now is the
time to look forward, and after about a week of mindless travel, I’ll be home
then back to the Pentagon.
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