Last week, I wrote a post about how my family, as well-intentioned as they are, often use holiday gatherings as opportunities to pummel me with “law” related questions. This weekend, I found out that this trait is, in fact, hereditary.
To celebrate the new year, my law school roommate (Brian) and his buddy (Dave) came to Baltimore. Both Brian and Dave are JAGs in the U.S. Air Force. Both are Captains. Both were stationed at Camp Cropper, a forward operating base at Camp Victory in Baghdad, Iraq this time last year. Both were involved in detainee ops.
To say that I was intrigued by their collective experiences would be an extreme understatement. While they were here to relax and enjoy the holiday, I took every opportunity to find out what it was like to be a lawyer in Iraq.
That said, I have no doubt that my inquisition was at least as annoying, if not more, than the one my family subjected me to at Christmas dinner. But, I couldn’t help myself.
“What was it like to experience a mortar attack?”
“What does 130-degrees really feel like? It can’t feel that much hotter than 98, can it?”
“How tough was it to celebrate Christmas in the desert?”
“Did you ever get up at 3:00 a.m. (Iraq time) to watch the Redskins?”
“How difficult was it to question detainees through translators?”
“How do you entertain yourself on a 12-hour flight in a C-130?”
“On a daily basis, what was it like to deal with individuals who wouldn’t think twice about trying to kill you?”
Despite the constant onslaught of questions that I am quite sure they thought were ridiculous, Brian and Dave were great sports. Personally, I am happy and proud to know that individuals like Brian and Dave are serving our country and legal system with such valor and integrity.