I ponder on all the things I did over the last week to come out with some funny nuance that all encompasses the over arching mood of the week. (Yes, I'm listening to Frank Sinatra, therefore, I feel smarter.) The only memories that stick out are not of the humorous punchline, but is found in the impromptu lessons that were found in the sweet reprise after our work day has settled.

After running nearly 5 weeks straight pulling more than 14 hour shifts. I have finally been able to slow down a bit and act more like a typical 9-5 job. this allows me to spend a few more moments in the barracks with my fellow soldiers.

The 'older' soldiers, that is to say, the ones with gray hairs, vastly outnumber the 'younger' ones. This only changes the dynamic of how you request help. You typically approach them as if they were your grandpa, and less like your high school buddy (I swear I may get to the point eventually)

A few nights ago, I requested help with my haircut from one of the officialese that has created a small business out of trimming hair. He promptly grab his tools and a chair and motioned me into the sink room. Staring at the white brick wall, wondering how old the ceiling fixtures were, he prepped his clippers and turned them on. I believe that the sound of clippers have a profound soothing effect on the general male population, because as he began to cut my hair, we both started relaxing.

It didn't take long for the 'barber shop talk' to begin. I probed his mind of Army stuff. He asked general questions one would ask another at a neighborhood barbecue. The point of the conversation was neither here nor there, but eventually i had to ask him if he'll ever start his own barber shop. (The question was slightly racist, because he was an African American that was good with clippers).

This started his monologue, which I was contempt in letting him talk. I cannot tell you all the things he touched on or eluded to, because his voice was soft and the clippers were on my head. I felt his sincerity when he did talk. I do remember him talking about giving generously, and to follow your dreams with your family.

We have older people in our life so that we have examples and advisers in our life. Just remember that their advice, not doctrine.

(Darn, no more Frank Sinatra, I guess I'm done! Hee Hee)