I’m reminded that this is the 24th anniversary of the beginning of Operation Desert St0rm.
Your humble scribe was then attached to A Company, 7th Battalion, 6th Infantry, a part of the 1st Armored Division. The company command group, the dismounts, and most of the company was deployed in an assembly area somewhere to the south of Kuwait. What wasn’t there were the Bradley crews, nor the Bradleys themselves. They were still on a ship en route from Germany. They wouldn’t arrive in the assembly area until February 1, 1991.
Our position was a triangular encampment with two man fighting positions chipped out of the hardpan of the desert floor. Our armament was individual rifles with about 40 rounds per soldier. The heaviest weapons were a pair of M2 .50cal machine guns, with 100 rounds each. Had the Iraqis launched a spoiling attack against us, it might have gotten a tad exciting.
I distinctly recall the night of 16-17 January. We’d been watching jets fly over our position for many days and nights. But this night, there were a whole lot more than usual. Pretty soon, listening to the AM radio broadcast of the BBC, we learned that the air war had begun. Several hours later, the Army got around to telling us the same thing through official channels.
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