A Veterans' Day pass

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My National Guard comrades and I, preparing for duty in Iraq, were given a four-day pass for Veterans' Day. It was our longest leave period since reporting for duty in August, and it was well-received.

Veterans Day honors our veterans. It used to be known as Armistice Day, and originally commemorated the signing of the World War I armistice in the Forest of Compiegne on Nov. 11, 1918. The armistice was signed at 5 a.m., and took effect at 11:00 a.m. That was the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month (November). This anniversary is also observed in other English-speaking countries, where it is called Remembrance Day.

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That was the occasion for our four-day pass.

I had to leave later than most of the guys in my unit, because I had some special duty. From 6 p.m. to 6 a.m., another soldier and I were manning the entrance of the battalion building and answering the phone. It was not a busy night, we only got a few calls, and nothing out of the ordinary happened. In fact, I was able to do some reading and writing, for which I was glad.

After we were relieved in the morning by two other soldiers, I was free to go. I went to an international airport in the area of Fort XYZ, where I took a plane on a Mexican airline to Mexico.

When I arrived, my wife and two boys were there to meet me at the airport. Lilia was looking great, and it was good to be back with my family. It was a great three days, but came to an end quickly. Looking back, it was all pretty everyday stuff. Which is what I really miss here at Fort XYZ.

I took some walks with the boys. We rented and watched a video (not that great a movie, but OK for viewing once). Lilia and I did some Christmas shopping for the boys. We ate out twice with my suegros (Spanish for father-in-law and mother-in-law) who have been very supportive during this deployment.

When my time was up, my family took me to the airport. But I was in for a surprise. My plane was delayed, so after being rerouted, I was finally able to take off for the United States, and eventually returned once again to Fort XYZ.