Back in the day, I would update my journal every month or two. However, I just reviewed my last posting and noticed that it had been almost four years since I had last written a journal entry. I had promised some things, but those journals will remain unwritten. In that intervening period since my last entry, my assignment ended in Arizona, and I was reassigned back east. I spent a fall, winter, and spring in the epicenter of misery, Detroit, Michigan. I was sent back to the Middle East for a final time and then quit the job that had taken me around the world several times. I returned back to my home after spending six years away, and found out that you could not really settle down after being gone that long. I discovered that looking for work in this economy was not (and is not) fun. I learned that commuting to a regular job is boring and would not make me happy. I discovered that the eastern US is not nearly as interesting "photographically" as the western US is. And I discovered that friends are very, very important...especially when one starts outliving them.
I'm still here on DA and I still check my page about once a week, although I haven't added anything for a long time. My pictures of old tanks are still receiving mild interest, although I'm sure just about everyone who is interested in looking at tank pictures has already seen them. I apologize for not having anything new, but life has gotten in the way of having fun. The places that were shrines to the old "war horses" are disappearing as the people of this day are more interested in playing with computer generated tanks than in appreciating the cold steel and engineering excellence of those old machines.
I will probably not make another journal entry and I'm not sure how much longer I'll stay on DA. Some of my friends have died, while others have moved on to other interests. To the ones who are still out there... well I used to close my journal postings with "hope to see you on the road." But since I've stopped being a world traveler, I can only say "Greetings, I hope you are doing well." One day I will close my account and just leave. "Vaya con dios, my friends" will be left unsaid, but the thought will come from my heart.