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David Frazer
So, a long story... skip if you don't want to hear or you haven't eaten yet. I'm still trying to find out if Sue would have enjoyed the sauerKraut, Steve. So, while stationed in Iraq; I talked the MWR into putting on a race insiide the compound (think a giant swelling city for a fuel point for HETS and other vehicles). I measured the course, contacted Perry from St. Paul cities' Run and Fun and he sent race numbers. I ran the longer race of a half marathon (13.1 miles). So after the race I was walking with Major Jensen (she was also our Chapel keyboard player). As we walked by a speed bump, the Iraqi's had filled the septic truck all the way to the top of the hatch. When the truck hit the speed bump; her and I were dumped with the most vile liquid (how do you say hepatitis?). The cooks out did themselves for the meal; so while standing in line to eat, soldiers asked, "Hey Chaplain. How is your day going?" I shared with them and they all groaned with a yech! I then shared; "But, having a nice day (Forest Gump's free will verses fatalism, "Crap happens) is a choice and I choose to have a nice day." Don't know if they believed it. By the way, I scrubbed before going to lunch for a long time!
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