Today, for the first time in nearly 38 years, I saw the hospital where I was born: Madigan Army Medical Center.
I had an assignment today at Joint Base Lewis-McChord and rode past the building en route to my first ride aboard a Blackhawk helicopter. I kept thinking about the intro to "MASH" as I boarded and departed the chopper, the breath of the propeller whipping my body and the ground below. When these macho machines ascended straight up, the gust blew us off-balance as we flinched and covered our faces.
Anyway, my parents were stationed at the former Fort Lewis back in 1977-1978. I've lived in Washington for 10 years and had yet to see the hospital.
Until today.
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