This is a sister office to the one in which I work. I suspect we'll be doing some of this soon.
“We want to personalize it,” Buchs said. “It’s one thing to get reintegration training. It’s another thing to personalize it.”
On Wednesday, soldiers chose between lasagna and spaghetti. There were salads and soft drinks. And, of course, dessert.
The diners were grateful, if somewhat disoriented, as they enjoyed a moment of “normalcy” after having not known anything but anxiety for six months.
Back in Germany for a week, Spc. Rethy Nouv was still getting used to wearing BDUs instead of desert camouflage, to seeing green forests instead of brown sand.
And to still being alive...
He finished his meal, but didn’t go for seconds. “I lost some of my appetite in Iraq,” he said.
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