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An old college chum of mine is about to celebrate both his birthday and the end of his second year in Iraq, as a project manager. While we don't share polictical views, nor much ideology, we have shared a lot of history over the 34 years since we first met.
For Christmas, he sent me a plaque.
To celebrate his birthday, Easter, and two years of living in a man-made hell, I'm sending him a Burger Smokehouse aged-one-year, Ozark country ham. It's one of their products that can be sent to an APO address. I hope it makes it there without rotting.

Happy Birthday, Bunkey
Update: Well, a government attorney friend of mine, ex-JAG, tells me that it might be illegal to send pork or pork-products to Iraq. While we were having an email exchange about this, Burger's Smokehouse phoned and said that they were out-of-stock on the ham I selected, anyway. They didn't have any lamb products that they could send. Ah well, no ham for Bunkey.
Sorry.
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