Ft. Hood

We arrived at Ft. Hood on the 13th as planned after an unexpected tour of the hill country. There's a reason cars only have one steering wheel. I just wish I could remember what it was. This place is a monster, and Blake got a first hand opportunity to see what the Army was like when you're not in training. We got directions from a very nice sergeant who had only been there for three days herself. When we arrived, cars were zipping off base being driven by uniformed men and women. It's a job, Blake reminded himself. When you get out of training, it's just like a regular 9-5 job for most people.

We found the building for in-processing and were directed to another building to check into his temporary housing. Once he finishes his processing, he'll be assigned to a unit and housed with them. He said the rooms held four people, but so far, there was only one other person in his room.

When we left the post around 7:30 and started back home, he seemed a little nervous, but excited to get started. From the picture above, it looks as though he's going to be just fine.

Thanks to everyone who came to the party and sent well-wishes and prayers. He had a great time at home and hopefully got to spend a little time with everyone. Keep the prayers going his way; he has a long road ahead.