Friday, February 10, 2006

A note from the CO - 10 Feb 06

Hi everyone,

The weather is clear in Ramadi today, and our flight should be a "GO"; there was a huge dust storm yesterday and we were concerned that we may not be able to get out of here on schedule. We are all running around, attending to last minute details, saying goodbye to the many folks here who made life bearable, taking pictures of things we do and don't want to forget. This will definitely be the last post from Ramadi. We are all ready to see you guys.

Lt Col Garay, the CO for Team Med-Fah (akaTeam Drifter), asked to post a note to you all here on the blog, which I now do with pleasure. Again, I will continue to post more pictures and stories about the deployment especially in the next month to come, but for the moment, here's the CO:

I have been silent these many months, because Major Erik Peterson has done an absolutely incredible job with the blog and keeping our friends, families and loved ones read in on the day-to-day activities of our lives. To him I owe a great debt.

Early on, as a team, we agreed to keep the blog light and airy so that all the folks back home could go to sleep at night comforted that we were well and fine; though, in reality, many of us worked through some harrowing events wondering if we would see the next sunrise.

I will break that silence only for a moment, to open the door to the “rest of the story.” However, as is now appropriate, Maj Peterson will share those details of our story and, ultimately, close the account of Team Med-Fah at a future time and date of his choosing.

We left in May 2005 and were whisked through a series of classes and events all deemed necessary for our roles as American advisors in Iraq. As with any government enterprise, some were useful; some not so useful. In the end, however, we boarded planes with gear and scholarly ideas of what we would accomplish; like so many generations of Americans who have gone to war before us.

In July 2005 we picked up our Iraqi battalion and began the process of executing foreign policy. Our mission, after much wrangling, arguing, and soul searching, we determined, was transition. Transition the fight to the Iraqi Army. Put Iraq in the hands of Iraqis. Not surprisingly, this is the theme of the President’s exit strategy, and the Iraqi Army is the crown jewel of that plan. Seems easy enough, until you bump into the trappings of language and culture. Soon enough, however, we realized we must try and view the world through the eyes of an Arab. We reached into the writings of Lawrence and Zinni for every nugget of information, applied our own recent experiences and good old common sense and proceeded to embark on the most difficult, trying, frustrating, harrowing, and emotionally draining experience of our lives. 11 Marines, among thousands, embarking on “our war”. In Habbiniyah we learned our craft, mentored our Iraqis, formed the bonds and trust that would carry us through our role in the fight. In Ramadi we applied our craft; we fought, bled, and watched many of our Iraqi brothers suffer great wounds and death. In Ramadi we witnessed our American brothers fall as well.

We learned a great many things in Iraq. Some, perhaps, we wish we had not. We learned how to deal with each other and Iraqis under the extreme stress of combat. I learned that your loved ones, husbands, sons, fathers, and friends are some of the finest men I will ever know. I know how they deal with stress, how they mentor soldiers through firefights (despite the threat to their own lives), how they react to sniper and small arms fire, mortars, and IEDs, how they help the wounded, and handle the fallen. For several months they saw the worst that this war has to offer. To a man, they acquitted themselves with courage, dignity, pride, and honor.

I learned that Iraqi civilians can cry tears of joy in the middle of company sized firefight; because Iraqi soldiers and their advisors came to their help, bandaged their wounds, evacuated them like brothers and provided them the best medical care the US can give. At no time in the past 30 years have they experienced a moment when they mattered; when they counted. Those events are not lost on the people and we will win this fight; one person at a time.

After our unit was attritted to less than 40% they had earned the right to “come off the line”. I am glad the last month in country was “an easier ride”; for my Marines and for our Iraqis. I am certain few Iraqi units experienced the casualty and attrition rate that ours endured. In spite of their quirks and shortcomings, our Iraqis mastered the tasks we put before them and they are well on their way to owning this fight and securing a peace on their terms. I wish them only the best that life can offer.

I also saw the goodness that can spring from all of this. I saw last year’s American high school graduates take the fight to an enemy who is determined and adaptive. I learned that America’s youth could have a good time in the worst of times. They can “escape” when necessary and snap right back into action ~ to fight the good fight, to help a brother, to help the unknown civilian. They can make sanity out of the insanity. The next greatest generation is being tested now ~ and I am sure, has earned the approval of their forebears who fought in Europe, the Pacific, Korea or Viet Nam. I do not worry about the future, because I have seen the best America has to offer and we will be in good shape.

It is now February 2006 and our tour is nearly finished. We have done our part and know our Iraqi battalion is better for having let us into their lives. In time, Iraq too will be better…for the same reasons. Soon this team of 11 Marines will return to their life’s pursuits, in and out of the Corps. But we will always be bound by our shared experiences. Experiences that will keep us together though time and miles will physically separate us.

Give a warm welcome home to your Med-Fah Marine. He deserves it. He has been through hell…but with good friends and in good company. I am sure he will return the sentiment. He knows that without your unfailing support and love none of this would matter.

Now…back to Erik.

LtCol Roger Garay, USMC
Commanding Officer, Military Transition Team
3d Battalion, 2d Brigade, 1st Iraqi Army Division


Anonymous Anonymous said...

There are no words I can think of other than "Thank You".

Y'all have done an amazing job and earned everything you have.

Semper Fi and Godspeed.

10 February, 2006 16:30  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great to finally hear from you. And what your had to say was...heart lifting. Can't express how happy we are to have the Team coming back safe. Won't stop praying until you are all safe in your respective families arms. If there is ever a Team Med-fah 2, you let me know.
Steve L.
Koelper Street Gang

10 February, 2006 16:57  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thanks, to Maj E.T. Peterson for day to day accounts; Thanks, to all Eleven for all you have done; Thanks to the Skipper for keeping 'em all safe.... If any of you (or all of you) are ever in Austin, TX, I'll buy... We love you guys, keep safe, see you soon.

Semper Fi
Lcpl J.L. Godin

10 February, 2006 19:32  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thank you for the kindness. I am very proud of MY Marine and it warms my heart to know that you all are proud of each other. We know that the work you all did is good and necessary. Thank you for everything ALL of you did.

10 February, 2006 20:19  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well stated Col. Garay.

And, to our returning Marines of Med-Fah, we all owe you a very big thank you............

Bravo Zulu


10 February, 2006 23:05  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hope you won't get stuck in Kuwait! :-)
Have a good trip home.

11 February, 2006 08:49  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

To the 11 marines,

I wish to thank you from my family and many in the U.S.A who understand the sacrifice that you have made not only to the people of Iraq but to our country. These actions which your men have undertaken are a reminder of why are country has been and always will be the "The Greatest Nation on earth"

11 February, 2006 16:17  
Blogger amy7252 said...

Wow, this was a powerful post! I have tears in my eyes. I'm so happy for you that you're about to go home to your friends and family after doing such amazing work in difficult circumstances. Looking forward to seeing happy homecoming pictures!!

11 February, 2006 20:36  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

LtC Garay's eloquence has me speechless and humbled. I depart next Wednesday for my second tour in the desert. I fly with what I consider to be the USAF's finest tactical airlift squadron.

Having a mission that entails no more than landing, offloading, onloading, refueling, and taking back off again, LtC Garay's words put into perspective all that we do for the real warfighters.

I look forward to going back out and doing my part, so you and your men have the means to do theirs.

Godspeed home.

Captain Jay Irani, USAF, C-130 Pilot
39th Airlift Squadron, Dyess AFB

11 February, 2006 22:14  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dear LtCol Roger Garay, USMC:

If at all possible, help your guys to understand how we all want to help our specific Marine to cope with coming back. We WANT to know what happened and we WANT to help them to adjust.

To this day, our son has never really talked to his mom and me about Desert Shield and Desert Storm. I had to learn what little I know about what really happened on a late-night radio program interviewing the top commander to the troops in our son's area as he described the night just before the early-morning breach of the line into Iraq.

Oh, we have pictures of him smiling in his tank and with his friends and fellow Marines, but his old man wants him to unload on ME what really happened so that he can face all of us with pride in what all of you have accomplished, rather than holding it inside and letting it fester.

Thank you with all my heart for bringing him and all of Team Med-Fah home safely.


One of the fathers who share your pride.

12 February, 2006 03:09  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lt. Col. Garay (well..he's just Roger to me),

In the almost 20 years I have known you that is the most moving thing I have ever known you to say. I actually welled up with tears as it was so moving and powerful. I just wanted to say "Thanks" to you and your team for your sacrifices to make the world a better place. We truly do appreciate it. May you all have a safe and happy trip home!

12 February, 2006 19:19  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What an eloquent closing statement from the Colonel. Thank you so much for your comments. I am so pleased that you all are headed home in a helio and not a ground convoy. I hope to meet each one of you when you land in Jacksonville and your families if they get to come. Major E.T.'s mom

13 February, 2006 00:12  
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