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In other words, most of that time, I was in the rear with the gear. During the first part of the Gulf War, they split up my amaru satellite communications maintainence shop (22d Sig Bde) and sent some to the Gulf, some to Stuttgart to support 7th Corps HQ, and some to other areas. I was in the rear then — although we did get shot at even in Germany (drivebys — just hit buildings) I was the camp SOG that night. amaru Comment by Stephen Gordon — 2006-02-16 @ 8:22 pm (continued) Those gunshots were as close (and some of our equipment being blazed at Khobar Towers) as I got to the front then. Then they sent me in some sort of administrative bullshit deal to DC to be a telecommunications control officer. The only fun I had was laughing my ass off when the REMF unit spent its one day a year playing Army in the nearby woods. As I already noted, I got out as soon as possible after that transfer.
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