Saturday phone call

I was worried about this week's phone call, but Allen seems to be doing better. He said he's doing a better job of keeping his head above water, for which I am thankful. He's made some friends with the 9 guys that he shares a room with. One of them is a family guy just like him, so they clicked pretty fast. I'm glad he has someone to talk to there. This last week he got to go on the obstical course, work with the issue rifles, and throw live grenades. He said that the Army can suck the fun out of most anything. Throwing the grenade was pretty cool, though. His nickname is "Grandpa" or "hey, old man." He doesn't mind, and plays it up. They razz him about being the first one to bed and the first one up in the morning. They also remind him to take out his dentures before bed. He's doing better, but still needs lots of support from home. Make sure those cards, letters, and prayers keep going!