22MAY11: MSgt Joel Weber

From the confines of Camp Leatherneck


So another week has passed, I’m not even sure what to say. To say it wasn’t a good week would be an understatement. It seems the natives were more restless than usual. We have Marines inserted into Afghan training platoon, giving instruction and trying to build this Army we’re supposed to be leaving behind. Anyway, one of these little critters decided to turn on the Marines and we lost two good ones this week. We worked with both of them on a weekly basis…so it hit close to home. Then, the cowards decided to put weapons on timers and send some “not so good mail” into the base. That’s like poking the beehive… have at it. RIP Brothers and Semper Fi.

We have been so extremely busy here supporting the RC. I really don’t complain much about it because it’s for a good reason. It’s just draining sometimes and makes me think I bit off more than I can chew. Between work, I have to fit in my Masters programs, and then find time to respond to all my emails from family and friends and respond to all the other mail that has come in. I try to fit everything in, believe me I try. We even had a day, that carried over to night, that carried right back over to the day and didn’t even blink.

Some things slowed down our progress this week…like not having air conditioning. Most people think it’s a creature comfort, but for us, it’s required. We have systems in here that are required to stay cool or they shut down….that wouldn’t be a good thing. Then we lost power all together for 2 days…pretty awesome. Most of us crowded into our Net Defense shop and shared computers, so we made it happen.

I’ve also got my ass handed to me a few times as well; now most of you that know me, know why. I happen to have a bad habit of….talking. But I believe with this rank, comes the ability to say when something is wrong…now it is my bad when it comes at inappropriate times and it’s untactful…but I get results. That’s why I’m so skinny, cause I don’t have an ass anymore. Speaking of which, we had a weigh in. Rightfully so as there are so big boys running around here… ok, not exactly running. I weighed in at a cool 197 pounds…the smallest I’ve been in quite some time… I’m excited.

On some personal notes, one of my best friends and his wife are finally pregnant and we’re all hoping that things go well and God finally blesses them for something they have been working on for so long! A blessing for me is the Miss Krystal D and I are back on…there is nothing more I’ve ever wanted than that girl and she and I have buried the hatches and decided to pursue each other again. To say she is amazing and beautiful is quite the understatement!!!! I feel truly blessed to have her back in my life…I am the lucky one! Thank you God for Krystal.

Either way, this is going to be a short letter, not a whole lot of awesome this week. As usual, be safe and thank you guys for everything.


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Author: Cpl. Beddoe
Cpl, USMC 1981-1985 MCRDSD Plt 3042, Aug 28, 1981 Work hard. Be kind. Pay it forward. Twitter: @txdevildog
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