Sleep? I barely remember it. Mud, on the other hand, is very familiar. I’m lying in it. It’s 4:30 a.m. I’ve been up since 1:00 (yes, a.m.). I know if I close my eyes I will pass out. And there’s nowhere I’d rather be.
The same thing, oddly, is true of the 30 or so Canadian army reservists sharing my cold, foggy field very late Saturday night or, arguably, very early Sunday morning in Fort Drum, New York.
You see, I’d been given an extraordinary opportunity to join the Brockville Rifles and other army reserve regiments in an urban warfare exercise at a special facility on the home base of the U.S. Army’s 10th Mountain Division. Continue Reading →
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