(12) As you may or may not know, Sean isn't much into reading, unless there's a box score at the bottom of the page. Naturally, his dislike of reading translates into a dislike of writing.
For example, he sent us three or four pictures from Japan. His entire message was, "Hey. Here are some pictures." He didn't tell us us what was going on in the pictures, or where they were taken.
I write letters, send email, and it's like they drop off the face of the Earth. I go to the Iwakuni MCAS website and read their camp newspaper, the Tori Teller looking to see if he did anything noteworthy. I keep reading it looking for Seans's name. So far, nothing. He's either been good, mediocre or hasn't been caught.
Every month or so, he'll give us a call, and tell us what's going on, and chats for an hour.
He calls Rodney a bit more than he does me, naturally, since he's his dad. But Rodney's almost as bad about writing as Sean. We called Rodney to let him know Donn and Ann will be visiting, and Dad had to ask if he had heard from Sean.
When he was in Pensacola, he was the same way. He spent a couple of weekends a month in New Orleans, and even went to Mardi Gras. When COPS is at Mardi Gras, I scan the crowd and the perps to see if we can see Sean. (He told us once that took a bunch of pictures that he later claimed were lost. Yeah, right. They're probably incriminating.)
Anyway, according to Dad, Sean told Rodney that he will be in Thailand for a couple of weeks helping with tsunami relief. He had orginally thought he'd be back in the States now, but it looks like February. Of course, this is all a bit vague, since I'm getting the report third hand.
If we could only teach that little jarhead to use email!
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