"I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore."

It's true.  I'm not.  Hopefully never to return for any substantial amount of time.  With that said, there are still things I will miss.  Like driving through the Flint Hills, the 4% of prairie actually left.  The gorgeous sunsets.  Almost every night.  The memories of my daughters birth, and growth.  And of course friends- most of which won't even be there in less than a year to come as well.  This is the definition of Army life.

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