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lady_kishiriaMy unit are not, repeat NOT scheduled for Iraq in the foreseeable future. Individual soldiers have gone, but not the unit itself for whatever reason. One of my AIT comrades who is in one of the other units out of my USAR centre says it's because our company's too new.
The trick they're playing, says Sgt. Dimaandal, is that they now tell reservists, "Oh, you can go *straight* to IRR (inactive ready reserve) if you want." People go for this because they think, "I don't ever have to go to drill for 8 years? Sweet!" They are, of course, the first ones to get called up for deployment. I actually *want* to go to drill (hey, I want to go Regular Army) so that's not even a temptation anyway.
Only one drill day, and it's this coming Sunday. We're going up to Battalion in Irvine for a class A inspection. Mine are still there in their garment bag, so that's no hardship for me.
After checking in, I drove over to the Del Mar beach, which is the beach on board Camp Pendleton. I got out of the car and walked across soft, shifty sand to the waves. I waited for one to wash up to me, dipped my fingers in the Pacific, and knew I was home.
The trick they're playing, says Sgt. Dimaandal, is that they now tell reservists, "Oh, you can go *straight* to IRR (inactive ready reserve) if you want." People go for this because they think, "I don't ever have to go to drill for 8 years? Sweet!" They are, of course, the first ones to get called up for deployment. I actually *want* to go to drill (hey, I want to go Regular Army) so that's not even a temptation anyway.
Only one drill day, and it's this coming Sunday. We're going up to Battalion in Irvine for a class A inspection. Mine are still there in their garment bag, so that's no hardship for me.
After checking in, I drove over to the Del Mar beach, which is the beach on board Camp Pendleton. I got out of the car and walked across soft, shifty sand to the waves. I waited for one to wash up to me, dipped my fingers in the Pacific, and knew I was home.
