On US Soil
Our flight to the US arrived at McGuire AFB, around 05:00, temperatures in the teens, Fahrenheit, and snow was falling. Once in the United States and on the ground I imagined there would be a great relief, but getting off the plane and boarding the buses did not evoke any such feelings or emotions. We were back, but no where near home yet -- we had 10 days worth of demobilization yet to endure.
On the buses people began digging their cell phones out of the bottoms of their carry on bags. My neighbor pulled his out, pressed the power switch, and began urging the phone to power up vocally, "Come on, please come on." As soon the phone was on he instantly received a text message from his daughter, clearly sent hours earlier, "Are you there yet?" He laughed and immediately started calling family and friends to say we had made it to the US. Just like my neighbor, a majority of the bus was on the phone, each ignoring the time, minutes after five in the morning, waking all those they called.
From there the buses took us across the airfield to Ft Dix, NJ where we immediately began our demobilization process, with classes in the chapel.
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