I’m currently enjoying some blissful time alone
in the hotel room after a day of playing Army. I’m sitting at the desk chair and watching an
episode of Forensic Files on HLN. I’ve already
seen all the episodes, but it’s my routine to watch a murder mystery show
before bed. These military weekends are
a mixed bag. Sometimes they run smoothly
and people generally do what they’re supposed to do. Other times I’m putting out fires and failing
to meet “suspenses.” My involvement in
the Army Reserve gives me an outlet that I don’t have in other aspects of my
life. It provides a balance. For instance, most of the soldiers are male,
whereas I have three daughters at home and most of the college students in my
courses are females. For that matter,
there’s a greater mix of ethnic groups in the Army, and this diversity makes
things more interesting. Also, soldiers
interact with one another and communicate in ways different from academics. Part of this distinction has to do with
military protocol and culture, of course; but I’m sure the social background
and educational level of the soldiers are also factors. Anyway, these last eight years of Army have
been quite a roller coaster ride, taking me outside my comfort zone but giving
me some invaluable experiences.