12.16.98 (12.17.98)

(0245) Up to get laundry that I now realize someone got for me already…

The colors.  I hope I will never forget the deadly beauty of this night.  The tracer rounds like shooting stars – mirroring the crystal blue balck sky’s pinpricks above.  No moon in sight like 4th of july fireworks
“Thought it was the end…”SG

Rapid fire & reload -> all I could see after a few seconds was dust…
Squeeze shoot shoot shoot shoot…reload, shoot, shoot, shoot, etc…w/ no particular aim except downrange, general direction of target.  Live fire Buddy rush…adrenaline pumping, running like wind, suppressive rounds & a grenade at the end…
An exciting day that passed by quick as a rabbit.  Now it’s almost time to go home.