Michael was deployed from Fort Riley, KS to Afghanistan the first week of December 2009. He was stationed at FOB Wilson, near Kandahar. On January 3, 2010, while on a routine foot patrol, he was seriously injured by an IED. The same event claimed the lives of his Air Force companion and three soldiers from Fort Carson, CO.
This blog chronicles the events of Michael's life from his injury to the present day. He is now the author of this blog; is married, is a father and lives in Texas with his guide dog, Xxon. His injuries are now healed, he is retired from the U.S. Air Force and is planning on what to do for his next adventure.















Monday, March 18, 2013

Goodbye to Lackland

    The last few weeks have been absolutely crazy around here which is why it's taken me so long to write anything here. So, as time permits, I am going to get you all up to speed on the last few weeks.

 

      Toward the end of February we had everything ready to go for the movers to come pack our stuff and get us moved off base. We had some help getting papers filled out and taken care of as well as other loose ends like replacement blinds for the ones the cat and kids had destroyed, which turned out to be all but two.

    AroundTuesday the 19th an employee from the company came out to look at all of our stuff and determine how much we had and therefore how long it would take. The movers were scheduled for Thursday and she told us that they had us down to get packed and loaded all in one day which seemed really fast…but what do I know about moving right?

    Well when the lady left she said they we would get a call the day before to let us know if it would be one or two days since she too thought we had more stuff than would be possible to get finished in a single day.

    Wednesday I got a call from the company and the lady said that our paperwork had an initial estimate of 4,000lbs worth of stuff. I have no idea who filled that part out…but they were way off. We had 15,000lbs and instead of one day it would be four. Of course it had to fall right over the weekend so the four days turned into six.

    We were a little bummed but it gave us time to get everything in order and get the house ready for the final inspection. All in all things were in great shape except the blinds. The housing people told us that we should probably replace them ourselves because if we left it to them we would be charged three times what they actually cost…just because. I can't explain how angry this makes me. I understand that housing is run by contractors but seriously, three times the actual cost? I'm surprised that nobody seems to care that people are being ripped off and taken advantage of just for living on base.

    Anyway, I asked a good friend at the Patient Squadron for help and he came out with a small crew and took care of everything for us. They also sent out three extra people just to help us clean on the day of the final out. If any of those who helped are reading this you have our deepest gratitude because it would have taken us three times as long to get it done alone.

     Thursday and Friday were the packing days. They got everything but a small pile we set aside loaded into boxes and ready to go. As least that 's what we thought until we started looking around after they were gone. They left five or six drawers in the kitchen full of stuff, lot's of kids toys, and quite a bit of other random things out. We ended up taking extra trips to the new place over the weekend just to get the stuff out of the house. It took four loads in our truck to get everything they left behind moved to the new house. Again, we were a little frustrated.

    Monday the movers showed up and we learned that the plan was to load am much as possible till noon, then head up to the new house and drop it off. They got everything in the garage, laundry room, kitchen, and most of the living room done.

    That evening we went back to base where our neighbors had organized an awesome final goodbye block party sort of event and all of our friends came out and gave us a giant card that they all had signed. We were, and still are, missing then a lot. We have never lived in such an awesome neighborhood before where everyone is so close and kids can just wander freely and nobody needs to worry about them. Kadence even asked if we could bring all our friends with us when we moved. She had a little trouble when the final goodbye came.

    Tuesday they loaded up everything else we had and we headed out of base housing for the last time, as long as you don't count the final out.

     So now here we are, in this amazing new home and getting settled in nicely. This is a dream come true.

 

 

     I still have posts to write about the dedication and retirement ceremony but my typing fingers need a break. Thanks for reading! God bless!

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