I was sitting in the gravel by the laundry trailer listening to "Tiger Army" and over the glow of the camp the stars caught my eye. It took about a half of a heartbeat to spot Ursa Major and then Polaris. And for just that moment I was back on my mountain watching the stars and eating overcooked wild rabbit. It was a good reminder of home. Then it occurred to me that I have sought comfort in those stars in more shit holes on this planet than any one man should have to visit. If you do not know the stars, you should get to know them, it is amazing how comforting they are in shitty times. NM
BTW The TA song was sea of fire!