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Name: Steve
Birthday: 9/18/1984
Gender: Male
Interests: Actually I am quite interested in teaching. Possibly teaching literature or history. I like all kinds of music, and I'm starting to enjoy reading.
Expertise: My current expertise is fighting for freedom.
Occupation: Military
Industry: Government
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AIM:  o6yea2
Yahoo:  ozmeister2_03ar
Member Since:
9/25/2004
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| 17. Right now that is the current magic number. Why 17? What is so special about this mysterious number? Could it be then that in 17 months the Great and All Powerful Oz will be getting out of this army? This could very well be true. However just one test remains. This test; the test to survive Baghdad for another 13.5 months is plagued with words that only the imagination could spell out. That is right, I have already been in this hell for a month and a half. Well in the Mideast you might say. Am I disgruntled? Sure, I am disgruntled. For this being my third deployment within 4 years? No, that is not the reason. The reason is neither here nor there. The reason is not important. As a matter of fact, forget about it. There is no reason. Or if you so chose not to forget about the reason, just know that there is no reason even though the reason exists.
13.5 months till I am hopefully out of here. Possibly sooner than that. 9.5 months until I might come home for r&r. But the magic number still lies at 17. Anyways, I found out the other day that a close and dear friend of mine joined the Marines. Why? I do not know why, but I am not going to waste anymore time thinking about it. I can't protect everybody. However, I can wish him luck and offer any advice that he may need. I also learned that another friend of mine is soon to be a father. I wish the best to you and your family. Congratulations Crystian. So another 9.5 months until I come home and another 17 months until I am home free. A.J. I pray that our paths will cross on those occasions or any other time you are home on leave. Good luck to you and Godspeed my dear friend.
"O' Lord, give me strength to overcome fear in the face of my adversaries. Forgive me of my sins and help me bring the sword of justice to those deserving of it. Give me faith that your will be done and keep watch over me that I do not stumble wherever You may lead me. In the name of Your Son. A-men."
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| Holy sheeit there is so much to update...but I will leave it brief for now. Back from Afghanistan, some deployment that was. 4 months in frozen hell. Be back in C-bus in 4 days! Time to party. Can't wait to see everybody back home and kick it up a notch. I will be in NYC from the 5th-10th so I will be in Ohio for a "limited time only." Haha. Well catch ya'll soon. | | |
| A lot has been going on the past couple weeks. My unit is finally getting what they have striven for the past two years. Deployment. This time the course of life has decided to take me to the snow top mountain ranges of Afghanistan. We're still not sure how long we will be there except that it will be for quite a while. It should make for quite a story some day. The only real mountains I have seen have been the Appalachian Mountains. This time the Hindu Kush. Sounds kinda cool except it will be quite chilly. It seems as if I am being haunted by memories of the pre-Iraq deployment and for the guys still here it is only just beginning to hit them when they step onto that bus... I can only hope that this deployment will fly by as fast as it hit us. | | |
| It was five years ago today, I was sitting in a desk in a classroom at Dublin Scioto High School when the twin towers in New York came crashing to the ground. I remember hearing all to well in class, at the time the it was the first tower that was hit. Thus my teacher wanted to focus on our studies. At the time it was thought as a small commuter plane accidently off course. But, for the next hour I would sit in a sweat wondering what was truly happening. End of class, I made it to my next class in time to see a plane come flying into WTC Tower 2. I don't really remember how I felt except that I was blank inside like my heart had been punctured. I instantly new that our country was at war and that I would be joining them in the war on terror. I had always wanted to be in the military. September 11th had pretty much sealed the deal. I wanted to bring pain on all those who had inflicted pain on the families of those poor souls lost on that horrific day. A year later I enlisted in the U.S. Army.
Here we are five years later, having had the chance to deploy to Iraq and learn their way of life I come to realize that not much has changed except our nation's unity. They thought they could bring down such a great nation by bringing down a world reknown monument. They were wrong. Instead they made our nation stronger, it's too sad it took such an event to do this. But it happened and here we are bringing the pain to them. They gave us the ball and now it's our play and we are going to sweep them off of the map. The only tragedy would be to forget that day and everything that day represents. There will be a lot of bulletins out tomorrow but I hope this one reaches out. I won't be too dissapointed if a single person thanks me for what I do and what I have done. But I will be dissapointed if you don't look to your left and to your right and be thankful for the person standing next to you. It was those who lost their lives on that fateful day that truly gave us the right to stand up as one nation and speak out against all that is wrong in this world.
I'm sure most of you already will, but please take the time today to remember those who lost their lives, those who died trying to save them and those who continue fighting and dying for that day. "Let's Roll!"
SPC. Osborne - U.S. Army Infantry | | |
| Hail to the victors! That is right, OSU is once again victorious! This time against the "Almighty Texas Longhorns!" Hahahahahaha, victorious! Colt McCoy froze the hell up out there on the gridiron! All I can say is go Buckeyes, grab another National Championship Title! Woot Woot! Go Bucks! O-H I-O! Woot Woot! Ozmeister the Great | | |
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