Memoirs written in prose of Sergeant Robertson, Damon M. USMC while in Iraq | ...with frequent appearances of King Hammurabi.
If you are new to this journal, make sure to start reading in chronological order by scrolling down to the bottom of the oldest post in October 2004. Damon's letters from August 20th, 2004 - October 23rd, 2004 were all added to this blog on Oct. 23rd, 2004. All subsequent letters are posted in real time.

Monday, December 27, 2004

 

Re: Hammurabi, USMC - DMR


Dear Family and Friends: Yes, I am fine. For those of you who took my silence as a possible sign that something was up or wrong, please know that even *I* get tired of hearing myself talk sometimes and the boredom of semi-daily rocket dodging and forklift operation becomes too much to put to words. I have received several packages over the last week: THANK YOU ALL very much! I decided to do something exquisitely strange and save them under the corner of my bunk bed, as though they were indeed christmas presents. This way I can re-create the torture of having to wait and see what people sent me. Some day soon my willpower will break and I will open them all in one moment of weakness, rest assured! ... The funniest thing about our rocket/mortar tossing neighbors: they're fair-weather operatives. If it's cloudy, cold, or heaven forbid, drizzling the little bit, you can be sure there's nothing inbound on your position. I guess even Hadji conviction runs only so deep. I hear the same is true out in Husayboah (do I ever spell that right?), pronounced "You-say-bo." That's the Mos-Eisely of Iraq, apparently, where all the Syrian/Bathist scum make their sleazy way accross the border to rape and execute their political opponents and plant IED's. Recently they got ambitious in that little town: they replaced a street corner sidewalk, the whole pavement and everything, laying a new corner down with about FIVE 120mm shells underneath. I guess when that ho went off it actually lifted an Abrams tank up on its side. The Abrams weighs about 71 tons and has a wide track base. Interesting work these guys are doing. They must have clubs where they talk this stuff over while enjoying a hookah. [i have no idea whether the tank crew was wounded/killed or not. Real intel like that doesn't get passed around, and for good reason. Lord knows we don't want to encourage the insurgents/parking lot layers to get any bigger ideas...] ... Again, thank you for your prayers. Every one of them counts over here. :D

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