Went across the road to my buddies house and then back behind it to help him with his gear turn in. He's turning in TA-50 (army gear) to the Central Issue Facility CIF before he retires from 25 years in the Army. I met him when he moved in back in 98 and we was the only one's in the area. He was a SSG/E6 at the time when I was a First Sergeant in the 502nd. He was in an SF "A" Team. I seen him make his way from that Staff Sergeant all the way to Sergeant Major. I don't know how many time's he's called me from the sand box to talk and make sure I'd see his kids were taken care of if he did'nt make it back. Scared hell outa me every time he called to be honest.He's been shot so many time's it had to understand how he can hold any beer now days. When we finished, he gave me a brand new pair of GoreTex Desert boots. Tried to say no, but he is not one to take no for an answer. So, basically spent my morning checking off gear and NSN's (National Stock Number) and talking about the Army.
