The Cost of freedom

August 2, 2002 was a fairly tough day for about 323 sailors that I knew. I was also not happy to see this day come. This was the day we were leaving for our six month deployment. Going on a deployment isn't all bad, but it is nowhere close to all good. With most things you take the bad with the good, and this was one of them. The sun was shining bright on a typical Hawaiian morning. …

…I didn't think twice. I new people onboard my ship have received the training I had. I knew they were competent to do their jobs. The competency of them allowed me to sleep without worrying too much about waking up. I correlate that trust to the people in the United States. The people that go to bed every night safe because of the men and women who are in the armed forces watching their back.