It came to me that I haven't explained the "poop pond" concept after writing yesterday's notes. You see, when KAF was built, obviously the prevailing winds were not taken into effect. The sewage treatment plant is no more than 150 meters away from the MWR, Gym, Computer/phone room and the start of the common permanent quarters area. So, when you get up to go to chow or get coffee in the morning, the first thing you smell on normal days is excrement. Yeah! This is affectionately known as the "s..t pond." I will refer to it from now on as the "scat pond" for the clean at heart and mind. Literally, as you drive or walk by to the firing range you see bellows of scat water spewing up the middle of the pond. So, when that nice warm breeze is evaporating the sweat off your body, more often than not you are wafting the smell of yesterday's mystery meat. Yeah! This may seem like a crass post for some weak stomached individuals, but it sets the seen for many of our precarious activities.
Love you all. Now, sniff those pine trees and Azaleas like never before.
"Fear breads a deadening caution, a holding back, a stagnant waiting until people no longer can recall what they are waiting for or saving themselves for. When we fear failure more than we love life; when we are dominated by thoughts of what we might have been rather than by thoughts of what we might become; when we are haunted by the disparity between our ideal self and our real self; when we are tormented by guilt, shame, remorse, and self-condemnation, we deny our faith in the God of love." Brennan Manning
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