The last night of Hannukah

So the same thing happens every year on the last night of hannukah, you light the last candle, and thats it, holiday over. This year not for me, I get to travel, far, very far, towards home (suhweet).

Tonight after we were done doing the official service, plus an extra hour plus of talking after, a few of us were standing outside smoking and talking about army stuff. One of my fellow Jewish Soldiers (Mr Secord) made the comment to me that this was the best hannukah he's had in 6-7 years, then he thanked us for coming out here, we shook hands, and he walked off into the night.

You get used to making friends in the army, friends that you spend a few weeks with, get to know very well, then they walk off into the darkness never to be seen from aga9in until you bump into them a few years down the line and repeat the cycle. It happens. The cool thing about these army friends is that everyone has a similar background, basic trainign, good units, bad units, explosions, kicking in doors, stuff like that. I can go anywhere in the world, sit down with another soldier for 5 minutes and know exactly where the guy came from what hes doing, and where hes going, its like a huge fraternity with lots of people.

I got to thinking about what he said, that this was the best hannukah hes had in years. I think he might have actually been speaking for the both of us.