Not whistling Dixie

Last night was much quieter than the night before. I walked back into my B-hut from services/oneg supper right before 2100 hoping for a good nights sleep.

Apparently, whomever locally had been having fun the night before was out of rockets and I got my night’s worth of sleep. Thursday evening – in celebration perhaps of Veteran’s Day, the Magic of 11-11 or whatever was something else.

We knew it was going to be fun when I heard the whislting shriek overhead mid-evening. About a minute later the siren goes off and the speaker announces “INCOMING.”

Well, DUH! I heard it and waited to see who else was coming to the party.

Second whistle sounded a lot further away. And another announcement.

All together we were treated to about five sirens before the all clear. It took a whle longer before the excessive jet noise and helicopters quieted down.

When I asked yesterday morning if there had been anything major the answer made me chuckle. Nope – one landed in the SF compound so it didn’t hit anything important. The rest – don’t think they even went off after landing.

Important? SF is not important?

Oops – no – I meant that it didn’t hit people, buildings or vehicles.

Instead, we were treated to EOD yesterday afternoon performing a number of controlled detonations. Announcement – boom. Announcement – boom. Nothing like duds being tossed our way.

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4 Responses to Not whistling Dixie

  1. AlisonH says:

    You are in my nightly prayers. I just wanted to say that out loud where you could hear over the noise. I’m very glad everybody was okay!

  2. Pat says:

    What is SF? 🙂

  3. Holly says:

    oops! thanks for the reminder. I do need to do better on defining abbrevations. SF= Special Forces. Those elite who rarely talk to the rest of us. Yes, they do great things and tackle the hard->impossible missions. But there are times when it is a bit much for the rest of us mortals.

  4. Ron says:

    I know all about the pain of EOD “controlled detonations”. They used to knock the CT scaner’s gantry out of alignment and make you jump during surgery in Kosovo. The ones without the prior announcement used to give me a cold sweat.

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