May 7, 2004
Socky is now a paratrooper. Today he earned his Airborne wings with three day jumps and two night jumps.
In the photo above, Kirk stands before one of the dark entrances to the underground complex.
Our exit from this twisted level of Doom.
Atop the bunker, lazily keeping watch. We could see for miles with nothing in sight. We prayed that someone would try to attack us because it would have been an excellent excuse to effectively use pretty much every weapon system we had with us.
The view from binoculars.
The kids who brought the tea and bread. Kirk on the left, Rubin on the right.