FReeper Canteen ~ Guest Military Chaplain ~ MAR 14 2004

Chaplain Jay Padgett from Mosul, Iraq

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Welcome to
The FReeper Canteen

Today's Spiritual Journey takes us to the

234th Signal Battalion Iowa National Guard

Chaplain Padgett was assigned to the unit in the
Kentucky National Guard that FReeper Old Sarge is.
When the 234th Signal Battalion
of the Iowa National Guard was sent to Iraq
he was assigned to them because they had no Chaplain.
He was due home this month but has been extended until Aug 2004.

Chaplain Padgett’s Comments for 12 March 2004 Last Saturday, March 6, I went with 40 Alpha and Charlie Company soldiers to a village about 30 minutes south of Mosul. Our military convoy included nine vehicles, my assistant, an interpreter, two print journalists and one broadcast journalist from the 139th Mobile Public Affairs Detachment from the Task Force Olympia Public Affairs Office and 63 boxes of donations and supplies. The Buwayr Village is named for a nearby well that is no longer in use. The sheik was not at home, but his son graciously welcomed us. According to Ahmed Ali Akob, the sheik’s cousin, the land, owned and inhabited by 100 villagers and lots of animals, is used mostly for growing barley and wheat and was purchased from the Ottoman government nearly 300 years ago. As we entered the village, the mud huts that made up the majority of homes instantly intrigued me. I asked how long these structures would typically last and was surprised by the answer: 30 to 40 years. Captain Dan Smith (Alpha company commander), Sergeant First Class Doug Johnson, Specialist Zach Thein and myself were invited to have tea with seven men of the village. They had left their sandals and shoes at the front door; we wore our combat boots and were assured that we were not being disrespectful. There was no furniture in the front room except for a small couch and two chairs that were pushed against a wall. We sat on a large beautiful Persian rug that covered nearly all the floor space. For comfort, vibrant colorful pillows lined the walls in which we could rest and recline. Overhead, just below the ceiling and lining the four walls, hung photographs - all were men. Most were black and white photos of ancestral leaders, including the sheik’s grandfather, all looked to me very stereotypically Arabic - with either mustaches or beards and wearing traditional head coverings. As I gazed around the room looking at the portraits, I couldn’t help but think that I was sitting in a place of honor. Maybe I was reading too much into the experience. Specialist Thein brought clarity to the moment by asking, “Would you have ever thought in a million years that we would sitting in a place like this drinking tea?” The answer was no, I couldn’t have even imagined an experience like this last year. One of the younger men poured hot tea into small clear glass cups and distributed them with the help of the others. We chatted, with the help of our interpreter Mohammed; they shared with us about the history of the area and voiced village concerns related to issues such as water and electricity. Finally, Captain Smith and I agreed that our legs were going to sleep and gratefully the session ended and we went outside. There were two soldiers from the Public Affairs office waiting to speak to the Akob; ironically, he had just left a room full of men to be interviewed and video taped by two female journalists. He told them he was very appreciative of our service and emphasized the village was friends of the U.S. Before we left, I had my picture taken with him. He grabbed my hand and held it; it was a nice personal touch that I appreciated. The visit to the Buwayr Village to meet and interact with its leaders and children worth was the trip to Iraq. And now, a week later after the successful humanitarian mission to the Buwayr Village, I think of the eleven men in the room: seven representing the village, four representing the 234th Signal Battalion; seven representing Iraq, four representing the United States of America. But most importantly, there were eleven men representing cooperation and hope. I am grateful to my God and Nation that I had the opportunity to be one of the eleven. For God and Country, Chaplain Jay Padgett from Mosul, Iraq - Psalm 23:4

[Jet Jaguar]

That is scary! LOL! You never fail to amaze or shock me. Thanks...

[MoJo2001]

Hello Star!! How are you today??

*HUGS*

[StarCMC]

you

[Brad’s Gramma]

Hmmmmmmmm.........And he talks to HIMSELF, too.

[MS.BEHAVIN]

I hope you check it out!
There is a small black and white picture on the left of the screen..Mr'B is third from the left, with the "shades"..
If you go to "pictures" click on gallery 1..Mr.B is shown there playing harmonica and keyboard..it is quite completed yet, but it's close!
(Click on the pictures to enlarge them)
Ms.B

[NormsRevenge]

I'm well, Thanks. Hope all is well on your end.

It's been warm here the last few days. An early stretch of record temps in California.. Hope its not a harbinger of a hot summer ahead.

[Jet Jaguar]

Mojo gets it.

[StarCMC]

GREAT!! And you??

[StarCMC]

I noticed that too!

[Kathy in Alaska]

Hi sgt...I'm late today. Did you have a good Sunday? Do anything exciting?

[NormsRevenge]

Ha!! The only thing Kingly about me is .. uhhh.. let me ponder that one.. But Thanks! :-)

[Brad’s Gramma]

You've got the heat now? We had it earlier last week...it's cooled off again. I wonder about the heat this summer too.

Hope Arnie can keep the electricity on...

[Jet Jaguar]

If I don't talk to myself, nobody will listen.

[NormsRevenge]

I thought Gray declared an end to the energy crisis? LOL

[Brad’s Gramma]

Is he, you know, all there?

[faithincowboys]

What the soldiers in Iraq really want in their care packages

[Kathy in Alaska]

[NormsRevenge]

It's OK to talk to yourself, it's when ya start agreeing with yourself that ya should worry. ;-)

[Brad’s Gramma]

Laughing...that's all you CAN do sometimes...

Hey, Norm, did YOU get in on being one of those areas whose votes maybe didn't count? I think I was. Isn't that special???

[NormsRevenge]

or is it the other way around. ;-)