April 3, 2004
The mortars won’t ever stop until we eventually take Fallujah, and the only way to do that is if we live inside the city, which is suicide.
Did you hear about the American contractors? They were doing their job in or near Fallujah when they got attacked and their bodies were hung, beaten, burned, and anything else you can think of. I guess there are clips of it on Yahoo.com. I still need to check it out.
Our platoon was in its first firefight last week. I don’t think I told you that. It wasn’t my section, but it was my platoon. We could see it going on, but we couldn’t leave our post to help. They did pretty well. No one was hurt, and the enemy had a bunch of casualties, I guess.
I can’t wait to get the package, and thanks for looking for my glove. We have been really bored lately. To pass the time, we’ve been playing horseshoes, frisbee, football, and watching DVDs on small DVD players. I’m on my second book since we left America.
That’s about it. I hope you are doing well. I miss you, and let me know if you get a chance to look into land for me. I love you, and I’ll talk to you later.
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