Well, it’s Father’s Day so cheers to all you dads out there.
My father’s father.
My father.
My father’s son.
This father’s son.
Fathers and sons.
And of course, my first born daughter.
I spent a goodly portion of the day riding on the river.
Camp Humphreys on the left…
The river on the right…
I encountered a grave situation on Saturday’s hike.
Darts at IDK on Saturday night. Took home first place money for the third week in a row. Ha, better to be lucky than good I always say…
Friday found me in Seoul where I attended the G1 Hail and Farewell ceremony. As the name implies, it was where new folks coming in are welcomed and goodbyes are said to those on their way out.
The G1 is basically the Army’s military HR directorate. I’m in charge of civilian personnel, and my directorate reports through the G1 to the Chief of Staff. That can at times be problematic, but thanks to the outstanding leadership of Colonel Irish and Command Sergeant Major Grandison, we functioned effectively as one team.
Both COL Irish and SCM Grandison are departing, but we didn’t let them leave without a token of our appreciation.
I spent the night in Itaewon, so of course I dropped into Shenanigans to see two of my favorite bartenders, Sonya and Veta.
And in the category of an unexpected treat…
…I came home from work to discover my landlord had erected this nice cover over the area I set up for my grill. Didn’t even think to ask for that, but it is really a nice touch. Kamsamnida!
Learned this relatively late in life, but it is my mantra going forward, that’s for sure.
And that’s how my weekend were. Hope yours was fine as well.
Adios mi amigos.
Happy Father’s Day John…
not a dad but i’ve been called a “mutha” on more than one occasion. you are the spitting image of your granddad by-the-way. peace out!