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[Tom Phaserman 0]

Last day at home on leave. Tomorrow is an early flight down to Georgia, to begin the adventure that is Basic Airborne school at Fort Benning. I plan on spending the evening with family and friends, including (And this is breaking news, folks) my Fiance, Nikki. No date for the wedding has been set, but we are considering a date sometime in late 2008, early 2009 (Which would be after my active duty obligation to the Army is complete.)

 

In other news, there ain't much going on. Lol. That's all for now.

[Kor37 9]

Congrats on the upcoming nuptials and good luck with your training!..

[He Who Shall Not Be Named 2]

After you volunteer to jump out a perfectly good airplane with a parachute made by the lowest bidder mariage should be easy.

[Krissy Phaserman 0]

Right now he should be in the air, probably passing over Kentucky...wonder how he likes being in an airplane that he doesn't have to jump out of.

[Krissy Phaserman 0]

Tomorrow is Tommy's last day of BAS. After that, he'll be getting ready to join his unit in Iraq. Good Luck, Tommy! We love you!

[Jim Phaserman 0]

He's got the wings now. Good luck, Brother.

[Gary Phaserman 0]

Good luck, kid. I have faith that if the bad guys decide to mess with you, they are in for more fight than they can handle.

[Krissy Phaserman 0]

He's on his way. Good luck, Trooper! Give 'em hell! Hooah!

[Gary Phaserman 0]

Merry Christmas, Tommy

 

 

'Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone.

In a no bedroom house made of plaster and stone.

 

I had come down the chimney with presents to give,

And to see just who, in this small house did live.

 

I looked all about, a sad sight did I see,

No tinsel, no presents; not even a tree.

 

By the mantle, no stockings; by the door, boots on sand.

On the wall hung some pictures of a far distant land.

 

Seeing medals and badges, awards of all kind,

No thoughts of Christmas would stay in my mind.

 

For this house was different, it was dark; it was dreary,

I'd found the house of a soldier, once I could see clearly.

 

The soldier lay sleeping, silent, alone,

Curled up on the floor in this no bedroom home.

 

The face was gentle, the room in disorder;

Not how I'd pictured a United States soldier.

 

Was this the hero of whom I had read?

Curled up on a poncho, just the floor for his bed?

 

I knew most the families I'd see on this night,

Owed their lives to these soldiers, who were willing to fight.

 

Soon, round the world, the children would play,

And grownups enjoy a bright Christmas day.

 

They all had their freedom each month of the year,

Because of these soldiers, like the one lying here.

 

I couldn't help wonder how many lay alone,

On this cold Christmas Eve, in a land far from home.

 

The thought of their service brought a tear to my eye,

I dropped to my knee and started to cry.

 

The soldier awakened, and I heard a rough voice:

"Santa, don't cry, this life is my choice;

 

I fight for freedom, I don't ask for more,

My life is my God, my country, my Corps."

 

The soldier rolled over and drifted to sleep.

I couldn't control it, I started to weep.

 

I kept watch for hours, silent and still,

And both of us shivered from that cold night's chill.

 

I hated to leave, on that long, dark night,

This Guardian of Peace, with his Honor so bright.

 

The soldier rolled over, and his voice soft and pure,

Whispered, "Carry on, Santa, all is secure."

 

I looked at this soldier, on this cold Christmas night.

I thought of his comrades, and knew he was right.

 

The world is freer, for they're willing to fight,

For Freedom and Christmas, and all that is right.

 

So to all you, my friends, to U.S. soldiers in all lands,

Know that you are remembered, by family and friends.

 

For this one special night, may you rest without fight,

With a Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night!

[Tom Phaserman 0]

First, yes, I am back. I leave again on Valentine's Day. you might say my leave is early because of Doctor's Orders. the Chaplain and a Psychologist assigned to the Brigade both said that I was getting to the point where I needed a break. So, they bumped my leave up by a few weeks.

 

Second, Hi. You may notice a new insignia in my Avatar. I made Specialist this past month, due in large part to the fact that I volunteered for alot of patrols, and did alot of extra duty. What can I say? I hate sitting around and doing nothing.

[Kor37 9]

God Bless You, Tom.

 

and from the botom of my heart.....Thank You for your service to our country!.. :blink:

[trekz 7]

Glad to see you back, Tom!

 

And as others have and will say, Thank you for your serivce to this country!

 

Stay safe!

[Kira T Phaserman 0]

Hey Tommy!

Whats kickin' battle? You know the old saying Army's family even after your done with it. We miss you and it's to bad I got discharged I would be over there in Iraq with you haveing one hell of a field day lol... But then I wouldn't have Gar-Bear so.. I guess it was a fair trade. Because I wouldnt give Gary up for anything. Stay safe.