when times were rough and things really sucked, Bryan would lift morale by doing something crazy or saying something hilarious. i honestly hate complainers and also hate myself when i complain, but when Bryan did it about a field op or the garrison "pogue" bs we had to deal with in the rear, he at least made it funny. definitely belligerent as hell, but funny... sort of akin to Terminal Lance humor. below is Bryan doing a rant, in the form of slam poetry, after a field op in Wadi Al Sahara during Mojave Viper in 29 Palms before we went to iraq. **warning, Bryan uses strong language, so don't watch if that sort of stuff offends you**:
i think about him daily, particularly because i have his prayer card placed in the driver's side sun visor of my car. like i said, this was a man who loved to live and did it well... i would like to think he has something to do with the little good luck hook-ups we've experienced here and there. i know he definitely has bottle service waiting for us where he's at and is already working out a deal with the bouncers to let all of us cut the line.
Making time to enjoy the day |
Bryan and AM at our "Welcome Home" on base |
since your passing, all the good times in my life and i'm sure in others' lives as well, have been and will be experienced in your name my friend.... rest in peace brother. we miss you.
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vaya con dios,
-DV _ level ^ fitness
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