Less Than Fifteen Hours

He is packing.

I have provided two self-addressed, stamped envelopes. And maps of route choices in case its cloudy. He does not think his graduation present gorman works if it is cloudy. Ha.

Laundry is done up. Folded even.

Quarters for toll roads.

Goodbyes said to Great Uncle Bill. Pictures given and war stories exchanged.

The closet empties of ACUs. And camelback. And combat boots.

I wonder if they let second lieutenants take multi-vitamins? They did not at LDAC.

Gotta learn to speak in acronyms now. Say it with me---sounds like L-dack.

My nephew goes to LDAC one this summer. James goes to LDAC two later this summer.

LDAC one is in the beautiful, cool state of Washington complete with majestic mountains.

LDAC two is held at Fort Sill. Whoops. James said its called BOLC (pronouned bullock).

Say it with me Grandmother: L-dack is near Seattle, at Fort Lewis where you need a sweatshirt in August. And bullock is at Fort Sill, where only something as thick as a sweatshirt will keep you from burning your boo-hiney on the bleachers.