The rest of my PI experiences will be in no particular order and will consume several posts because it's late now and I want to ponder my PI experiences and write about them a few at a time.
My very first recollection of the PI was getting off the airplane. It was afternoon and it was warm and humid. Someone from the PACAF Jungle Survival School, PJSS, came to pick me up. I thought it was so cool because they came driving a military Jeep with a canvas top and open sides. I got inprocessed and assigned a hootch, which I think I described earlier, and settled in.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
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