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Mitchell and I after a long 12-hour day. We should be sleeping, instead we are goofing around with the camera, chips from home, and for some reason my Star Trek communicator pin. You can see we were getting pretty loopy. This was when we had enough hootches (tents) for everyone. Later, as the man power dwindled, we were moved into progressively more crowded digs, as tents were packed back up for the states. During my last month I was actually in a tent with a concrete pad floor--LUXURY! No scorpions, bugs, or the chip stealing kangaroo rats to deal with!
ASP #5 (Khanjar) February or March 1991.
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