"Lunch Tme"

All strangers, but with one thing in common. A selfless service to one's nation. My little well known community college, threw a luncheon on November 11, 2009. I went to meet other veterans such as I, because it's my duty. For some reason, I thought their would be someone from my military past, but that would not be the case. Just like in 2008.

I don't know who to thanks, the war or the school. This time around there was a good turn out. Before sitting down on the well arrange table, which had a floral arrangement in the middle as it's center piece, with no occupants yet. I approach a stranger and asked, "So, what branch were you." He replied, "Army, you?" I knew we would get along quit well for today's festivities.

The table filled up with all the military branches present. As always the Army had the superior numbers if it came to blows. The Coast Guard had one. Coast Guard, was a good shit talker. A third of the table was combat arms. Yep, we were the shit talking table by far. I had fun.

Everyone knew how it was and could relate to one's lifestyle.

The infantry a specialist and a sergeant, talking shit because that's what they did with one another. The mechanic, always with a funny story about some dumb ass in the motor pool or they performing infantry shit and hating it. The clerks, not much to say about them. One knows the type. The air force guys, sorry but four months of combat is not really combat. The marine, he wasn't the loud mouth fucking marine, but one could tell he was a marine. The table was full of characters.

At the end of the luncheon, an organizer of the event handed out a questioner for everyone to filled out. On the comments section many of us wrote "open bar"