It was August in Tikrit, Iraq, and I was assigned to C Company, 3rd Battalion, 25th Aviation Regiment (Air Ambulance). The unit’s deployment had been extended from 12 to 15 months and morale was dim — at best. Eventually, though, a light at the end of the tunnel appeared.
Now that we’re firmly entrenched in the Army’s most active training period — the spring and summer months — our focus is on heat illness prevention, and rightly so.
Being that I’m very safety conscious, I’ve taken my share of boating courses and always carry more than the minimum requirement of protective gear whenever I go out on the water.
It looked like an easy out when the ball left the burly right-hander’s bat — a grounder just a step or two to my left.
It doesn’t matter how comfortable you are in the great outdoors. One lapse in judgment can turn a seemingly serene situation into a disaster.