It's been almost two years since I left Iraq. While I don't see many of the other soldiers I lived with for a year, I hear about them often.
Sergeant Hudge finished up her contract, left the Army, and just had her first baby. She and her husband are now in the middle of a divorce.
Specialist Denti and Sergeant Elster finished up their contracts and left the army. Sergeant Elster finally admitted that he was the one throwing the shitty toilet paper into the trash. (In Iraq, toilet paper is not used. The plumbing system cannot handle it — so Iraqis use their hands. Whether he was afraid to test the facilities or he was just playing with our minds, we may never know.)
Specialist Torres and Sergeant Cardoza are now living together.
Specialist Markham is married and works at Home Depot. We are currently trying to sell a screenplay he wrote while in Iraq.
Staff Sergeant Clementine and Specialist Proust got married and moved to Louisiana. They got divorced a few months later.
Sergeant Sellers left the Army and is battling a drug problem.
Specialist Reto is an operating room technician in Maine.
Staff Sergeant Gagney signed up to be a trainer for units being deployed to Iraq.
First Sergeant Mardine retired from the army.
Staff Sergeant Blett came clean and told her husband about the affair she had with Pyne while in Iraq.
Currently there is a lawsuit against Fort McCoy in Wisconsin for the horrible living and food conditions.
Sadly, Specialist Crade took his own life. When I first heard the news, I felt empty. And then the anger rose in me. At the same time I heard about Crade, I heard Colonel Jelly had been promoted to General.