What I had witnessed at FOB FRONTENAC - The name comes from Fort Frontenac, a French fort and trading post located in what is now Kingston, Ontario
– I went there on a two day helicopter hop from hell. I was there to do a town hall meeting and see if any of their staff would work for the company I was working with at the time. I had wrenched the crap outta my arm getting off a helo about three weeks earlier and it was killing me.
The Pain was an " 11 " on the scale of 1-10 as I managed to have two tendons pop off the bone in my right arm in the process of getting blown off my feet by prop wash from a helo.
Needless to say, I was not a happy camper. Then, I saw something that put it all in perspective. Here are my notes from back then. I am still in awe of what was on this FOB out in the middle of nowhere in Afghanistan. Here's what I had written in 2010:
FOB FRONTENAC - AFGHANISTAN
The picture directly below is from Micheal Yon's report on this Sacred Space -- the others enclosed are the ones I took while I was there.
Next to the Chapel, the Chaplain has erected a teepee which holds the pictures of the 21 soldiers lost from the 1-17, the Buffalo Brigade - to see this beautiful sacred space in the midst of all the harshness of the environment here is something beyond words. I stepped into the teepee and viewed the pictures and said a prayer.
There are moments of ultimate beauty here in a harsh landscape, and moments of incredible clarity - seeing how precious life really is.....It is something that is lost on most us during our day-to-day existence. We lose sight of what is really important, and how quickly it can be taken from us if we are not careful.
A prayer for the Brave Buffalo Soldiers and one of thankfulness for all that the LORD has provided to me. I am truly blessed and I was grateful for the reminder.