For the next five months, the Task Force Diablo newsletter went out to the 700 soldiers in our unit at 9 a.m. every Monday. All distribution was through e-mail because most soldiers had a computer.
During that time, nearly every week I was on flights with a MEDEVAC Blackhawk, a transport Blackhawk or a huge Chinook helicopter. I wrote about the pilots, flight medics, clerks, cooks and mechanics who left their civilian lives for a year to transport and sometimes save the lives of soldiers in Iraq.
Which means I left my day job as media relations manager for a museum and library of chemistry in Philadelphia, traveled 10,000 miles, learned everything from hand-to-hand combat to convoy security — only to find myself writing and editing in the sandstorm capital of the world.
Clearly, I embody the proverb, “Wherever you go, there you are” (attributed to sources from Confucius to Buckaroo Banzai).