yet the rain still falls. I have my tools and shoot support box to fill properly. I once was a very organized soldier, that could pack trucks and trailers in complete darkness and repack them the same way after breaking down camp, but now I am creative and kind of toss stuff into the Caravan, thinking that when it get entirely out of control I will buy a bigger vehicle and trailer with my Lotto winnings. I bought knee pads for some reason, thinking that they must be helpful for shooting on the ground and have never ever felt they were worth much after trying them out, why are soldiers wearing them? They get put on the pile of good intentions that aren't worth investing anything in the future.
I am finishing the second book about Julius Caesar and it is great, wonder how the fourth will end? Did I tell y'all that I can still fold up an Aviator's Kit bag to wear under my parachute harness so I have something to pack my parachute into when I hit the ground? No, well, then maybe you don't want to know that I can still figure eight the parachute from one end to the other and take the belt through the loop so the riggers can find it, hang it and shake it out in the shed... so much knowledge and so little use for it now.
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Didn't know you were a paratrooper Earl! I salute you... I never wanted to jump out of a pefectly good airplane myself... :-)
We only had the Air Force's word that the airplanes were airworthy, and if you were a pale green to gray skinned paratrooper with too much gear packed way too tight and bouncing and swaying with Nap of the Earth flying in the back of that perfectly good aircraft, you might have wanted to exit, too. Something wonderful about fresh air and the silence after the chute pops and you sway gently to the ground and more adventure.
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