Were we truly tired? Nah. We were excited– going home! Getting on that plane we were amped. A few people cheered as the plane left the ground, I recall. I looked back at the ground receding away and saw the neighborhoods and routes and fields that had vexed us so. They were behind us now, literally, but would always be a part of us in a way, and some few of us left a part of ourselves there as well… in some cases, literally soaked into the soil. It was over.
Pretty much the next thing I remember I woke up, looking outside the plexiglass. It was dark, rainy, and there was no sensation of movement. I guess we were landed at Budapest for some reason. They weren’t letting us off the plane, so I went back to sleep. Then we were in Ireland, and on our way to Maine, and then back to Ft. McCoy.
I think the release of built-up tension was what knocked us out. At least it did for me.
Don’t worry; BOHICA Blues will continue– coming home is as much a part of the experience as being there.
What's it like to be in the Army for real, and get deployed to a place like the Iraq War? In BOHICA Blues, I turn my actual experiences into a slice of absurdist humor and walk you through this period of history from one person's perspective.
Using the classic TV show "M*A*S*H" as a guide, I created BOHICA Blues in 2013 to tell the story of what a deployment was like, with the absurdities of military life and war for all to see. It starts with the initial mobilization news, and goes on from there. BOHICA Blues isn't as "salty" as a lot of veteran humor; it doesn't have F-bombs, gore, or nudity: it could hypothetically appear on regular broadcast television.
Hopefully you can enjoy this and invite others to see what the Iraq War was like from someone who went there and is willing to share the experience with a laugh.
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