Pesames

I might not remember the day we were told we were going to far places, thinking we were going to be some sort of heroes, eagerly boarding a plane, a plane that will take us to free some country. I sort of remember the day we realized nothing we did would really matter, the schools, the food, the medicine, nothing made really that much of a difference, it was all just small scale. But I sure do remember the day my platoon was seating around in a circle and after looking at each other, I realized I was their doc and they were my kids and it was about the guy next to us, no politics, no ideals. We had to make it that simple...
Hutch, I havent been next to you for a while now, pls get well, my thought are still with you, pls get well, we need you still. Tollet, wherever you are now, hope you are liking it.
Out
Love you

Doc

Miami

Miguelon en Miami

Y Miguelon llego a Miami, reunion con la family en eones. Bailamos hasta q nos dio el amanecer, como no hubo un caldo de gallina pa' levantarnos!! Me encanta encontrarme con el Miguelon en otros paises y mejor ahora q no hizo tanto frio. Cual sera nuestra siguiente area de reencuentro? solo Eolo lo podra decir....