To Aunt Tammy, 09 Sep 09

09 sep 09 (recd 9-14)

Tammy-

It's ok you don't have to write me back a.s.a.p., just whenever is comfortable. Its funny. My mom sent me a letter saying she got a call from you saying how you got a reply from me. And then I got that letter at the same time as I got yours. I'm sorry the sun is being mean to you. It's being pretty mean to me here too. Sounds like you are making some good progress with Dori. Pretty soon she is gonna start following you everywhere and getting behind your legs when she is around someone she that she doesn't know. Thats what happened with Mom's recuer Sadie. I remember how long it took for me and her to have friendship. (smiley face) My mom is always watching the dog whisperer. It's gotten to the point where she carries a broomstick when she walks them. I thought that was funny when I tried to picture it after I read about it in the letter. Thank you so much for the stamps, btw. They might hold me down a couple days. haha. Well I just got done with doing army combatives and battlefield first responder training a week or so ago (its hard to trace my days back when I'm constantly looking forward if ya know what I mean) and now I'm certified BFR which is almost like a medic but not to much past the basics. And I'm certified in level 1 army combatives. More fighting stuff I guess and lately I have been going to the firing range and simulator. We just got done zeroing our close combat optis (it's a non magnifying scope with a red dot) aat 37.5 yarnds and 200 yards. I did pretty good. My 200 yard grouping had a spread of about 3 cm. Today, we are going to the simulator to practice on multiple targets. Other than that nothing is really different. Just people getting aggravated with each other. A lot of this is just lame honestly. Not the training but the drama with all the other people. I'm still trying to lay low. But yes. I hope you have a nice autumn changeover. I here from mom its getting kinda chili. Windows and all. I'm a get her ****(edited to protect the secret)*****. Shhh! Don't tell.

Love, Jeremiah.