Daddy's Home!!

Finally got the call today and we picked Gary up at 1:30p.m. in Bangor! Hooray! Olivia has been talking nonstop since he arrived and Cole is slowly but surely warming up! It will be so great having him home, even if it's only for 2 weeks!

HAPPY HALF WAY DAY!!

YAY!! HAPPY HALF WAY DAY! 203 days down (203 more days to go).....

It's hard to believe that we have come this far. It feels like an eternity since Gary left and the days are hard, yet we have survived. I'm definitely not looking forward to the coming winter months, but Gary's 2-week R&R is COMING SOON - only 6 weeks away! Another big yay! It has been really difficult for Olivia, affecting her more than I ever imagined, so this will be a good time for us as a family. I wish it were here now!

On another note, it's hard to describe the challenges we face as military families when our spouses are deployed. Every day is an obstacle, exhausting beyond comprehension. When everything is on your shoulders and you are solely responsible for your children, the house, the maintenance, the cars, the bills, the family birthdays and special occasions, the pets, the cooking, the cleaning, etc. etc. etc. The task is daunting and the breaks are few and far between.

Ready for my cheesy rhyme?? My hats...As a spouse of a deployed servicemember, you are:

Mom, Dad, Maid, Cook,

The one who has to give the kids the look,

Chauffeur, cheerleader, teacher,

& always-do-what's-right preacher.

Princess, Queen, and superhero,

Fighting villans, defending honor,

it's a privilege I will not squander.

Inventor, creator, ready-for-a-surprise maker,

cake baker, temp taker, having-all-the-answers faker.

Shopper, mender, healer,

bedtime-story reader,

kiss goodnight/sleep tight keeper,

can-never-get-enough sleeper.

Dish washer, kid washer, socks-in-the-laundry tosser,

bill payer, money saver, monster-under-the-bed slayer,

spider smasher, bug catcher, think-of-a-good-idea hatcher.

Tear swiper, nose wiper, changer of the stinky diaper.

So many hats, which one to wear?

I do it all because I care.

I do it because I love them so,

more than you could ever know.

See? Told you it was cheesy. :)

So, how do we do it? How do we stay connected? Communication is key ... phone calls, emails, letters, whatever you are able to do. You find yourself really looking forward to it, so much so, that I rearrange my day if I know Gary is going to call and can be heartbreaking if he doesn't call, or worse, if he does and can only stay on for 5 minutes. I know, we should be grateful for what time we do get, but 5 minutes is a hello, how are the kids, everything okay? and then it's a I have to go, I love you and I'll call again soon. Trying to keep them as involved and informed as possible is really important, it's like they are still here and a part of our family. Then I don't feel so alone either.

It's hard to explain how we live on a day to day basis. Routines are key. Family and friends some how become more important. Comfort can be found in the simplest gesture...a child's smile, a cup of coffee with mom, a phone call from a friend, an offer to cook dinner or mow the lawn, little things that one might consider trivial have the biggest impact. There will be good days and there will be bad days. Crying is okay; being strong is better. Doing it all is hard; admitting that we can't do it all is harder. Time is of the essence and there is never enough of it. Staying busy helps the time fly by; yet time feels like it creeps by no matter how busy one is. Taking it one day at a time is the only way to save your sanity.

Alone can be good...and bad. Gary said to me on the phone, "When I get home, you can go out and do whatever you feel like. I'll take care of the kids so you can have some "me" time...alone." But I tried to explain to him, I am alone all the time. I don't want to be alone. I don't want to go do something alone. I have months and months ahead of me to be alone. Yes, it's nice to run to the store to get a gallon of milk ... alone, so I don't have to drag the kids out in the freezing rain or snow. But actually doing something ... alone ... well, that's the last thing I need. Does that make any sense?

So, I hope this paints a picture to offer the tiniest bit of insight into how it is done, how we live when our spouses are deployed. Some people may do it differently, but I think we all experience the same challenges and hardships in some form or another. I guess you can only truly understand when you experience it yourself. There is comfort knowing someone out there understands what it is like and what you are going through. Hopefully this provides some understanding.

With that said...thank God we are half way through. :)

Six Months Down!

Monday marked six months since Gary's departure. I can hardly believe it! It has by no means been easy, but our half way point is just around the corner! Yay! It's a little bittersweet for us because many of those who arrived with Gary in Iraq are now getting ready to leave, but I'm trying not to think about that. It has been an exhausting six months, but we are in better shape than I thought we'd be, which I think says something about me as a person. At least I have learned that I'm stronger than what I thought I was, but sometimes I still wish I had someone to be strong for me. We are keeping busy, we have something or some visit planned for every weekend for the next month (but that's a necessity to make the time go by faster) and we are focusing on Gary's 2-week R&R which is tentatively scheduled for around Christmas and New Years! We are very excited about that - Olivia keeps inviting everyone to share christmas with us and Daddy! For now I can't think of the months to follow before Gary's homecoming next June ... not only is the duration overwhelming, but Maine winters are in no way shape or form a southern girl's friend. :)

Free Time?

Before and After


Co-conspirators (Gary and his roommate)

I received these pictures via email from Gary with a subject like "Does this make my ears stick out?" They must have had some free time on their hands and needed to do something to amuse themselves! Gary says he won a bet ... I'm not sure I agree that he won! Hey guys, here is some advice:

• NEVER trust your roommate to cut your hair.
• NEVER take bets you aren't sure you'll 'win.'
• ALWAYS make time for fun ( just don't do anything stupid)
• ALWAYS keep your wife happy (make sure it has time to grow back before coming home!)

My jaw dropped in shock when I saw this ... I loved Gary's hair, he was so cute! Thank God he has time to grow it back before his R&R. And Olivia said, "It's kind of shiny. Daddy needs to put his hair back on!"

First Day of Kindergarten

Olivia's first day of Kindergarten was yesterday (Sept 2nd) and it is kind of bittersweet. Gary has missed so much of this little girl's life (from previous and current deployments) and this is one more thing that he can never get back. Even when he's not here, he is her hero and amidst all the excitement yesterday, she said, "Mommy, Daddy will be home soon," as if she is confirming his absence but anxiously anticipating his return. She was so excited to go to school, but Gary was still in her thoughts. He will probably miss many 'firsts' but at least he can see them in the pictures posted here. It will be so great to have him home, we just have to wait ...

Month #4 Lessons Learned

August 27, 2008 – Four Month Milestone!!
by: Amanda Raymond

We are four months into a 13 ½ month deployment and I decided to share my four most important lessons learned thus far:

1. Get in Shape – Physically filling the role of both parents is EXHAUSTING!! If you have ever chased after two children or you didn’t quite lose all your pregnancy weight, you know exactly what I mean! Usually, you are running in a million different directions, so you physically need the strength and stamina to make it through each day … and when all else fails … Coffee and Chocolate are your best friends!

2. Stick to a Routine – Find a routine that works for you … and have the kids in bed by a specific time because you definitely will need time for yourself. I use the time to unwind, sometimes finish up a few chores that I needed to get done or even just relax while talking with my husband on the phone. THIS IS A MUST!!

3. Share your struggles – Some people will tell you not to complain about things or share ‘bad’ news with your spouse … but let me tell you, if you don’t complain and pretend everything is fine, they WILL KNOW something isn’t right. We face challenges everyday, from car trouble to power outages to sick kids, that’s life and if I don’t admit to things being tough, Gary knows! And just because he’s gone, doesn’t mean that I stop sharing my life … when I cry because I miss him or I’ve had a bad day, he always knows just what to say to make me feel better... Always has, always will.

4. Hope for Tomorrow – Scarlett O’Hara said in Gone With The Wind, “Tomorrow is another day.” And it definitely is. Of course, savor your happy times, but when you have a bad day, you have tomorrow to start over. TOMORROW ALWAYS BRINGS NEW HOPE. And if you look on the bright side, tomorrow is one day closer to homecoming!

"Departure"

Don't forget to watch the first half of "Departure" today at 7pm EDT/4pm PDT at www.intheirboots.com. We will have Amanda Raymond on today's show along with returning guest, Virginia Ruehrwein, Director of Youth and Community Outreach at Armed Services YMCA of San Diego.

We are also trying to get Gary Raymond on the live portion of the show for NEXT week! Stayed tuned!

Here's a supplemental clip:

"We Regret To Inform You"

Led by 22-year-old Taryn Davis, young military widows band together to launch the American Widow Project. Two trailers for our upcoming live webcast airing as a 3-part episode on 9/10/08, 9/17/08, and 9/24/08 at 7pm EDT/4pm PDT only at www.intheirboots.com

NPR to MTV... the world is coming to know ITB.

NPR

The series is moving right along. Last week we dove into the world of reintegration post deployment and this week we'll follow a sailor and his family as they near is his departure to Iraq.
We might even have our first live guest from Iraq via webcam... don't miss it.

MTV

Rosie on AustinWoman!

The entire ITB team is so proud and happy to see Rosie Babin (from "Beating the Odds") on the August 2008 cover of AustinWoman magazine! Congratulations Rosie!!!!

To read the 9-page article, click here.

~Olivia makes a picture for Daddy~

Olivia makes Daddy a picture to remind him of home!

~Gone now for 103 days (only 303 more to go)~

We Love and Miss You, Daddy!

Sharing our Story

We finally did it! We hosted our preview of the Raymond Family episode, "Departure," in Prospect Harbor, Maine on July 27, 2008 and in San Diego, CA (where my sister lives) on July 31, 2008. I was only present at the preview in Maine and it was completely moving and emotional to see the events of Gary's departure all over again.

A small group of Maine Troop Greeters attended the preview as a representative of the larger group and I was totally touched by their presence and we were mutually grateful for each other's service; Gary and I for what they provide for the troops (and for their service as veterans) and they for the service to our country that Gary (and all service members) provide. Many of the Troop Greeters are veterans from past wars and conflicts and it is as if the service members today are carrying on their legacy. And in their own small way (that really does have a huge impact), the Troop Greeters help today's military by supporting the troops as they make their way to and from Iraq and Afghanistan. Since the beginning, the Troop Greeters have been at the Bangor International Airport providing so much in a hug or a handshake and they not only touch the lives of troops from the state of Maine, but from all over the country. Not a flight comes through that they aren't there to greet. But I don't think it was until Gary left and they directly impacted my life, did I truly appreciate their existence. I wish I had realized it sooner.

Anyway, Tom Kohl is a veteran and troop greeter (the tallest gentleman standing next to me in one of the photos) and he spoke of the highs and lows of supporting the troops, from helping fathers coach their wives in labor over the cell phones to lending an ear or a shoulder to those expereincing anxiety both coming home from and going to their overseas destination. I am totally amazed by him and the others and it is obvious that they love what they do. He said that they give as much to the troops as the troops give to them. Also, on a similiar note, I had spoken with another gentleman the day I was at the airport and he told me that this purpose gives some a reason to keep living. How inspiring! So, we took the opportunity at the preview to recognize them. They were given a heartfelt round of applause and I, myself, couldn't control the emotion as tears of gratitude tried to escape my eyes.

But my eyes weren't the only ones with imposing tears, as I don't think there was a dry eye in the house after watching Gary leave the kids and I behind that fateful day. The In Their Boots team did an excellent job of capturing and expressing the emotions surrounding a departure of this magnitude and seeing it again was like reliving it. It was definitely a difficult day for us. It's times like these where although I am surrounded by people who love and support me, the hole in my heart left by Gary's absence is that much more consuming. And although I understand and support him as he plays his part in protecting our freedom, I miss him terribly; as does Olivia and Cole. It was especially hard for Olivia because seeing him again brings his absence to the front of her mind. We will get through this however, one day at a time, and I hope that in some way others who are expereincing the same hardship can somehow relate to our story and know they aren't alone. Or on another note, those who have never expereinced it can learn from it and understand the sacrifice that not only the service members make, but their families as well.

Overall, what a great event! We really appreciate all those who came to support us from both previews! Collectively we raised over $450 for the Maine Troop Greeters and I am so pleased that we could help them! God has a reason for everything and everyday He gives me strength to keep going. I pray that He keeps Gary and our troops safe and healthy so they can do their jobs and come home soon!

A Family Affair ~ Celebrate 1 Year

Today Gary's family came to help us celebrate Cole's first birthday (which was on Wednesday) and it was really great to see everyone. The sun was shining and there was a cool breeze blowing, with steaks on the grill (smells so good!) and cake in the oven, it really was the perfect setting. The kids really enjoyed playing with Memere (Gary's mom) and Pepere (Gary's Dad) and of course, eating cake! As you can see from the pictures, I think the frosting is Cole's favorite part. Happy Birthday, Colvin!

As I sat back with a smile on my face, surrounded by family and listening to them compare Gary to the kids, I felt like something was missing. Of course, I was right ... it was Gary. I love that we have so many great memories and thoughts of Gary, but sometimes it makes me miss him all the more. And although I put a smile on my face, I'm simultaneously fighting back the tears that would come if I let them. And the more I talk about, the more I have to face it and the harder it is.

It will be three months tomorrow (that he's been gone) and this is the first real milestone that Gary has missed. (Boy, Cole has really grown since Gary left!) I guess I have to revert back to the "bigger picture"... we'll have many more birthdays to enjoy with our children because of the job that he (and so many others) are doing. I am just thankful that we had an awesome day and now I can say we are 3 months closer to his homecoming ... and that is the greatest thought of all!

KIDS ARE FUN

Above is a picture of Danny Roy with the Director of Photography Kristy Tully.
I think Danny is a budding young filmmaker or a harmonica player. Right after this picture was snapped he picked up his harmonica and played us all a tune. I was a little floored by how good he was.
I don' t have kids, so hanging with Kim and her two boys for a few days was really fun. I learned a lot from my days in Yelm but one of the main lessons I walked away with was children speak a foreign language that only their mother can understand.
Thanks Kim for translating :)

Hello from the Raymond Family

I thought I would start by introducing myself ... I'm Amanda Raymond and my husband, Gary, is serving a 406-day IA tour in Iraq. He is a LT (O-3) in the U.S. Navy and we live in Prospect, Maine (for the time being). We have two kids, Olivia, 5, and Colvin or "Cole" who will be 1 year old next Wednesday (July 23). If all goes well, right now we have approximately 339 days left to go (but who's counting anyway, right?) and I think we are managing as well as can be expected. We have done deployments before, but this is by far the longest, and the first one with two children added in the mix. Olivia tells me everyday, "Mommy, I want Daddy. I want Daddy, please," with an emphasis on 'please' ... like I'm going to be able to make him appear because she said the magic word. It's so innocent and so sweet and breaks my heart every time. Cole is doing well, but I doubt he will remember Daddy when Gary returns. He's too small to understand what is going on, he just knows Mommy is here.

It is getting easier for us, we're almost at the 3-month mark, but by now, we are used to Gary being gone. It's still hard for me and is definitely overwhelming at times, but I try to look at the bigger picture. At least that is what I tell Gary. I created a blog to post pictures and talk about our experiences so that Gary could see them while he's away, but he emailed me yesterday and said it's getting harder because seeing the pictures on the blog, he realizes what he is missing, missing so much of our children as they grow ... and boy do they grow fast! This is an excerpt I wrote in my last email to him:

I am so proud of you for sacrificing everything you love to be there to do your
job and play your part in this big mess we are in with Iraq and for the
part you play in protecting our freedom and us. Think of that the next
time you are missing us and know that you are doing this FOR us. It's
definitely the bigger, selfless picture, and sometimes it's that perspective
that will get us through to the end.

Realizing that we are part of something bigger and greater than we are and that he is over there for the greater good, I think makes the separation easier to swallow. Or at least helps to justify it. There are so many who sacrifice, I think sometimes they, like Gary, need to be reminded of how they are preserving the ideals and the way of life that is important to us all, which effects all Americans (including us -- their families) while they serve and protect. It's easy to lose sight of that on a day-to-day basis.

Anyway, we have a preview of our episode approaching on July 27th ... it actually falls on the exact day 3 months ago that Gary left (April 27). I'm really excited about it and we are raising money for the Maine Troop Greeters, who see thousands of service members when their flights stop to refuel in Bangor, Maine on their way to or from the Middle East. They provide cell phones to call family members, snacks, hugs, handshakes and lots of support. No matter how brief their encounter, their presence makes a big difference. I'll report back with the success at the end of the month.

One last thought, I have to say how grateful I am for all they (the service members) do, wherever they serve, whatever role they play. So, thank you. For now, it's time for me to go. Until next time...

The Duece is Loose

So we made it out of the chute with the 2^nd episode of their series. I’m not sure how it came off looking, but I know I felt a lot more comfortable with all that was going on. This hosting business is a trip. You have to be on point, but yet relax and keep the show moving in a logical direction. I’ve definitely had tougher jobs, but never in front a camera with a powdered nose.

We had Alan and Christy Babin on the show and they made my job super easy. They’re both such easy going positive thinkers and I’m sure we’ll talk to them again as Alan continues to beat the odds. Our experts from this episode both brought a lot to the program as well. I’d like to try to make it out to a Winter Sports Clinics to meet up with some Vets who brave the slopes. I’m sold.

God continues to surround Alan with Angels. His new therapy buddy is Leroy and he is the sweetest horse we've ever met.

Cross posted from Alan's Angels

Dearest Angels:

As we watched the 4th of July fireworks, I could not help be reflect on where Alan was 5 years ago, and how very far God has brought him. Five years ago, we were standing at his bedside, in ICU at Walter Reed, watching the National Mall celebrations on the TV as Alan continued to fade in/out of consciousness and to be attached to so many IV’s, drain pumps and still undergoing critical care; while we lived away from home to be at his side.

This 4th of July, we spent it in the company of many of Alan’s Angels, with Alan in his iBot, able to get around on his own, and watching the fireworks from one of the most beautiful views in the Central Texas area. We truly counted our blessings as we celebrated our Nation’s independence and so many celebrated with us our son’s, and his fellow veteran’s, survival and honored their sacrifice for our freedom.

There are so many men and women fighting for the freedom and peace that we enjoy on American soil, by keeping terrorists and terrorism away from our shores. So many of our kids have sacrificed so much so that we can go about our lives in the way of OUR choosing – and they volunteered to risk everything to provide us with that life. We must honor their service as, generation upon generations; these brave patriots continue to keep our Nation free.

Alan received several calls and e-mails from former commanders that still think of him during National holidays and what his actions on the battlefield, and in his recovery, have meant to so many, both military and civilian. We continue to be blessed with an amazing network of support that allows us to continue to press on.

Today, Alan continued to press on in an unbelievable way…he participated in the Horses for Heroes at the ROCK Center in Georgetown. My heart smiled in a huge way to see Alan back on a horse and I silently prayed that God would allow his brain to make the connection with his abdominal muscles in a way that will allow Alan to continue to heal in a big way. I believe.

In the Grip of Grace,
Rosie

DON'T FORGET: SEGMENT 2 OF "BEATING THE ODDS" AT INTHEIRBOOTS.COM WILL WEBCAST AT 7:00 EASTERN TIME TOMORROW (WEDS JUL 9). ALAN AND CHRISTY WILL JOIN THE ITB CAST LIVE FROM OUR HOME!!!

happy birthday

Our nation turned 232 years old today. I was lucky enough to spend the day in DC dipping my feet (and maybe killing a few ducks) into the fountains of the WWII Memorial. As I watched the starbursts over the Washington Monument, I couldn't shake my civilian guilt: I am part of the 99% of the population that is comfortable, unaffected and unaware of the impact of a 5-year war. Thank you, IN THEIR BOOTS, for the much needed and long overdue rude awakening.



ah, i see the ducks survived my stinky feet:


and I am happy about that!


yay!

we did it!

and it looked soooooooooo gooooooooooooooooooooood!!!! I think Jan might start getting a fan base! Perhaps he'll allow me to be the president of his fan club--yes, Jan, seriously. It was such a fantastic show. We showed the first half of "Beating the Odds" and invited Rosie Babin, Brenda Murdough from the American Pain Foundation, and Bo Rollins from Paralyzed Veterans of America as our special guests--all via webcam! Rosie will be back next week with her daughter Christy.

Here are some in studio shots (exclusive look at our production):


Jan in the studio


Co-executive producer Rick calling the shots from behind the scenes


and a happy Amanda excited about the success of our webcast.

here is our powerful new trailer for the series:

Outreach on SKID ROW

So a couple weeks back Amanda and I got the opportunity to tag along with a "Street Team" from the National Veterans Foundation. It was a great trip. We hit LA's infamous 'Skid Row' with a van full of volunteers and boxes of pogy bait. We were on the scene to handout snacks and water to all those in need, but we had our eyes peeled for veterans who were in need of assistance. The NVF does some incredible things to help veterans who are down and out get back on their feet. Statistics say that 1 in 4 homeless are veterans and with our current campaigns those numbers are expected to climb. It's an issue we're looking to cover with coming ITB episodes. The NVF staff is more than capable when they head out on their regular outreach ventures. All of them have spent time in uniform and many have themselves spent time on the streets. It was great to see Tyrone, Mike and Carlton in action. They really pickup on the vibe of the streets and know the terrain.

We ran into vets from all the services and I shook hands and talked with several former Marines, many from the Gulf War era. Of course not all those who laid claim to time in uniform were legit. I think many thought the handouts were only for vets. You knew they were bluffing if there was any hesitation when asked what service they were in. I had to pull a few punk cards, but we weren't there to discriminate. We gave NVF cards with the 1800 helpline number to anyone we talked to and told them pass it along to veterans they knew.

I think it's easy to look at the homeless like animals. It's not until we've shaken their hand and heard their story, that we realize how a few bad choices or one hard break can spiral you into a life you thought you'd never lead. Makes you think.

Boots on the ground in Texas

So I just got back yesterday from our event in Austin. What a great night. Finally, I got to shake hands with the Legend that is Alan Babin Jr. along with the rest of his family. Once things we’re set in motion the night went as planned. Levon Ingram, an army vet himself and a great musician took the stage and played several songs he had written reflecting back on his time in Iraq. I welcomed the crowd, thanked them for coming and then a personal friend of the Babins said an opening prayer, which was followed by a few words from Round Rocks outgoing mayor. Then we killed the lights and rolled “Beating the odds”, In Their Boots’ documentary style piece, the crowd had come to see. From the standing ovation that followed the story, it was apparent that we captured the power of story that the Babins had lived. Rosie then took the mic acknowledging those in the crowd who had been there for them through their trials and thanking all who came. The VFW post commander Bill Bennett then addressed the crowd and I wrapped things up with Q&A session about the series. The night was a real success and from what I saw,when we go live on July 2^nd In Their Boots will be well received in Austin. Thanks to all those who made it out and thanks again to Rosie, Al Senior, Alan and Christy for giving us such an intimate and honest look into your lives. You’ve given us all a lesson in devotion, humility and courage. We look forward to sharing it with the world.

So the bucket ski.....or more properly known as the sit-ski....

Here is how it goes down. I meet my two coaches and they run me through the program. They tell me how my legs will be tied together and my arms will act as my legs. They tell me about how to get on the chairlift, which as I said before, makes me want to vomit. Noticing my cowardice, one of the coaches assures me I have nothing to worry about, that I'll be hooked to the lift; so even if I did fall out there would be a rope to keep me from plummeting to my death below. Sure I'd be dangling 50 feet in the air in a bucket, but he said I'd be safe. I only sort of believed him, but I decided to let the teaching begin.

They both ran me through a quick course on a dry platform before heading to the lift: Tuck my head if I fall. Don't lean too far to either side. Allow my arms to steer. Keep my head up. Look down the mountain, not at my hands, and don't be afraid!

With that, they pushed me out on the snow. There was no turning back. One skied beside me and the other was attached with tethers behind me to help guide me down the slopes. Off we went to the ski lift.

Okay, the truth is the ski lift was fun! I actually felt secure in my bucket. Once we reached the top of the mountain I was safely lifted off the chair and away we went.

Skiing is hard! Skiing in a bucket and using your arms is even harder!! Two minutes in, my upper body started to burn and I asked if I could fall (I told my coach I wanted to know what it felt like to try and get up), but the truth was I just wanted a break. As I'm "practicing" getting up, other sit-skiers were flying past me. At one point some coaches and an injured veteran asked if I was okay, which was a little embarrassing. So I pushed myself up and gave the let's go sign. I actually started to get the hang of it and before long the coach that was tethered behind me skied up beside me to let me know he wasn't holding on. Realizing this I immediately fell. But I got back up and kept going. 

The mountain was amazing. My coaches were amazing. I felt amazing.

When I got to the bottom, I was pushed to the unloading dock, where all the injured athletes get out of their sit-skis and into their wheelchairs. I got out of mine and looked around. I would be lying if I didn't tell you there was a moment where I didn't want to get out. I didn't want them to see I could walk. That's when I remembered a certain voice, "I do things here normal people wouldn't even try," Alan Babin had said the day before. It was true. And because of him and the other athletes, I conquered my fear and developed a deeper understanding of the true athleticism it takes to be a disabled athlete. But, I have to say, I didn't fully feel it until the next morning...when I woke up and couldn't move my arms.

You're invited!!!

I am so excited to announce that after locking down the VFW hall in Texas (THANK YOU SO MUCH ROSIE AND ALAN BABIN!!!!), IN THEIR BOOTS is coming to AUSTIN!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!

Come join us as we put on a sneak preview of the Babins' story, "Beating the Odds"at 7:00pm on Wednesday, June 18, 2008 at VFW Post 8787, 500 VFW Road, Austin, TX 78753.

We're trying to get as many people as possible to come support the Babins and IN THEIR BOOTS. Also, local Iraq vet and musician Levon Ingram will perform. Bring your friends! TELL EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!

P.S. Host Jan Bender will also be in attendance. RSVPs are recommended and donations will benefit the VFW Foundation.

Rosie and Alan Babin

Alan Babin was an Army combat medic who was shot in the stomach while trying to treat an injured soldier in Iraq in 2003. His mother Rosie gave up her career and plans for retirement to become Alan’s caretaker every step of the way. Now seventy surgeries later, Alan is still alive; surpassing everyone’s expectations, including his doctors who thought Alan would never survive. Rosie and Alan’s story is one of amazing courage and valor.

Rosie joins us here as a guest blogger...

Dearest Angels:

I am so very grateful that Alan continues to break all the “rules” and prove that there is still so much to be learned about recovery, rehabilitation and brain plasticity.

I am grateful that we have continued to fight for what works for Alan and not allowed him to be pigeon-holed into what the medical professionals decide is best for him.

I am grateful beyond words for all of Alan’s Angels in our lives that continue to encourage, support and provide THE BEST for Alan and his fellow wounded warriors.

I know you will enjoy the pictures of our son working on standing. Praise God for His continued healing and for shining His face upon Alan.

In the Grip of Grace,
Rosie

cross posted from: Alan's Angels.

Finding Comfortable

The Winter Sports Clinic took place this year in Snowmass, CO. It is a gathering of over 400 injured servicemen and women. The injuries range from amputated limbs, traumatic brain injuries, to blindness. They come to this clinic to learn to ski, snowboard and participate in other mountain activities. The idea being they can still achieve great things no matter the injury.

Michael (The DP) and I arrived Saturday ready to film this extraordinary event. I was nervous before before we got there because I had never been around that many injured people before. I was afraid I would stare or be uncomfortable or end up saying something inappropriate. I was basically afraid of what I didn't know. 

We went to registration to find Jerry Cortinas one of the people we were filming. In the registration hall I was struck by the number of wheelchairs waiting in line. If I was going to be nervous it was going to be here. We found Jerry and quickly threw ourselves into following him. As we watched him sign up for snowboarding I found myself chatting with other people. One young guy was newly injured from Iraq. I could see the defeat in his eyes. The organizer told me to look for him at the end of the week; she was sure he would have a different expression. I met a young female paratrooper that was learning to walk again after her shoot didn't open during a training exercise in North Carolina (yes, it is amazing she survived). She was all smiles and definitely lit up the room. I kept meeting people that had incredible stories of survival and recovery. I quickly realized they weren't uncomfortable so neither was I. Sure, sometimes I stared and other times I felt emotional, but most of the time I was in awe.  It is hard not to be whe you see a double amputee walking on his prosthetics holding a snowboard. Apparently that guy can really shred (that's me using the snowboard lingo I picked up :)

Then a surprise came along. After the first couple of days of filming, one of the event directors wallked over to me and asked, "Have you ever bucket skied?"

"No," I said. "I can't ski at all." She quickly informed me that I was about to learn. She explained to me that the bucket ski is what those who have leg injuries ski with. She explained that they would strap me into a bucket, send me off with an instructor, and I would have to learn to use my arms to ski. "We want you to feel what it is like to not use your legs," she said. Without thinking, I hastily replied, "I'm in!" She left and I cringed. You see I am afraid of heights. Which means I hate ski lifts and I had a feeling I would hate them even more while sitting in a bucket.

Turns out I was wrong....but more on that later.

Hi Everyone. My name is Amanda Spain and I am a producer on In Their Boots. I am currently out in the field filming the amazing people you will get to meet in our show. In the coming weeks I will tell you about life on the road, what I am learning and some of the crazy experiences I have had. I can tell you this; the people I have already met have changed my life. Each service member I meet or family member I talk to gives me a new way of looking at things. Hopefully  as you watch and learn more about these people and hear their stories you too will be inspired.

shots fired

Like many, I was off for Memorial Day. My wife was out of town, so I was looking for a productive and somewhat reverent way to spend the day. I did a couple searches online for ceremonies or anything I might be able to attend. Nothing. A couple anti-war initiatives, but that's not really my flavor. A Buddy of mine had asked if I'd want to come along to help sight in a rifle on a range up in the foothills outside the city. He's an Army reservist, so I figured he could use some help (just jokin'). Seriously though, what better way to honor those fallen than to polish your skills as a defender in their stead.

The range was a happening place. The air was boiling with sporadic gunfire and an acidic aroma of spent powder filled the air. As my ears filtered thru the chatter of countless weapons, they perked at the unmistakable cackle of an AK.

Like a switch is flipped, electricity spiders through my veins, I feel it brim in my finger tips as my fists clench. A split second late, my mind attempts to override the adrenaline shot. A voice in my head talks my tightened chest and clenched jaw into relaxing. Reluctantly, I close my eyes and let loose the air locked in my lungs. A wave of chills rolls over me. I think that haunting little Soviet jingle will forever awaken something in me. Silently I have to laugh at myself.

The sun was out and with a jacket the temps were great for shooting. We actually saw several veterans; clad in different attire that cued the trained eye into their service. Maybe getting some trigger time is a more common Memorial Day ritual than I knew. I must admit, there is something cathartic about getting back to the basics behind a trusted piece of hardware.

Trent and I got his 306 dialed in for an upcoming pig hunt and messed around with a little odd ball .25 cal. pistol he had. Leaned in the rifle racks behind the firing line I saw several AR-15's (the M16's civilian equivalent). I don't mean to sound corny, but their pistol grip seemed to call to me, like an overdue hand shake from an old friend. I refrained, but reflected on the comfort that the weight of my A-4 offered outside the wire and how its synthetic grips had felt in my sweaty palms. Gritty images began to flow past my minds eye.

Memorial Day '08, I saw no color guard and was spared the haunting melody of a lone bugle, but memories of the fallen and gratitude for past generations prevailed. Those whose final breaths were drawn amidst the burn of smoke and whose ears silenced to the sound of guns. May their souls finally rest in peace.

Who'd a thunk it.

There I was, a video production student at Ball State University trying to find a production internship out West for the summer, which might open doors in the documentary world. Through a series of connections I'm put in touch with a producer at BNF. In light of my past experiences and interest in production they bring me on as an intern/military consultant for a show in development. In Their Boots, they are calling it. I'm pumped about the premise of the show and the stories they are looking to tell. I agree to be a part of the team through the end of the year. My wife is originally from Cali and she's enthusiastic about being back out that way, so all systems are go. Until school let out they had me working over the phone and internet with various efforts. I was asked to submit a video reel applying to be the host, so they could use it for an example online, as the nationwide talent search kicked off. Little did I know how this would change things.

Now I'm on the other end of the gun. I've agreed to host IN THEIR BOOTS. It still makes me laugh thinking about it. My Mom has always told me I should try being in front of the camera, while I have usually worked behind it gathering stories. It will be interesting to see how it turns out. In a way I am well conditioned for the job. I have always been a people person and during my time in the Corps I interviewed hundreds of people and relayed endless stories, as part of my responsibilities as a combat correspondent. I had to become a good listener. I know that will be key in this assignment as well. I am excited about the opportunities to come, and the people I will meet as part of my job. The service-members we are working with have some incredible stories of hardship and triumph. I can't wait for the world to know their stories.