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Updated 22 June 2003
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We all have family and friends and must of us can differentiate between the two. Before we left from garrison I know that I could have. I spent a lot of time with my friends and I lived with my family. The people I worked with were really good friends, we spent eight, ten hours a day together. One thing I learned on this deployment is the connection with family. This hospital is more like a family every day, week and month. We can't seem to get away from each other. We not only work together during the duty day we then eat and sleep next to each other. Everything your buddy does or feels effects the group. Nobody is alone here. We are all here together. This "Army of One" is made up of several hundred people. Each member is an important part of the team. Even the little arguments between brothers and sisters… They happen here to. It's great, right now I am thinking of how I use to torture my little sisters and how I can utilize that knowledge and experience here on this family. Ha Ha! I could not possibly place every member of the team on these pages but here are a few of the people that I spend my time with here in Iraq. We all miss everyone back home, we share pictures and stories from you all. Keep the letters coming. We miss all. "Dayr Balak" Take Care.
