From A Capt in Iraq:
We knew there was a dinner planned with Ambassador Bremer and LTG
Sanchez. There were 600 seats available and all the units in the
division were tasked with filling a few tables. Naturally, the 501st MI
battalion got our table. Soldiers were grumbling about having to sit
through another dog-and-pony show, so we had to pick soldiers to attend.
I chose not to go. But, about 1500 the G2, LTC Devan, came up to me and
with a smile, asked me to come to dinner with him, to meet him in his
office at 1600 and bring a camera. I didn't really care about getting a
picture with Sanchez or Bremer, but when the division's senior
intelligence officer asks you to go, you go.
We were seated in the chow hall, fully decorated for
Thanksgiving when aaaaallllll kinds of secret service guys showed up.
That was my first clue, because Bremer's been here before and his
personal security detachment is not that big. Then BG Dempsey got up to
speak, and he welcomed ambassador Bremer and LTG Sanchez. Bremer thanked
us all and pulled out a piece of paper as if to give a speech. He
mentioned that the President had given him this thanksgiving speech to
give to the troops. He then paused and said that the senior man present
should be the one to give it. He then looked at Sanchez, who just
smiled. Bremer then said that we should probably get someone more senior
to read the speech.
Then, from behind the camouflage netting, the
President of the United States came around. The mess hall actually
erupted withhollering. Troops bounded to their feet with shocked smiles
and just began cheering with all their hearts. The building actually
shook. It was just unreal. I was absolutely stunned. Not only for the
obvious, but also because I was only two tables away from the podium.
There he stood, less than thirty feet away from me! The cheering went on
and on and on. Soldiers were hollering, cheering,and a lot of them were
crying. There was not a dry eye at my table.
When he stepped up to the cheering, I could clearly
see tears running down his cheeks. It was the most surreal moment I've
had in years. Not since my wedding and son being born. Here was this
man, our President, came all the way around the world, spending 17 hours
on an airplane and landing in the most dangerous airport in the world,
where a plane was shot out of the sky not six days before. Just to spend
two hours with his troops. Only to get on a plane and spend another 17
hours flying back. It was a great moment, and I will never forget it.He
delivered his speech, which we all loved, when he looked right at me and
held his eyes on me.
Then he stepped down and was just mobbed by the
soldiers. He slowly worked his way all the way around the chow hall and
shook every last hand extended. Every soldier who wanted a photo with
the President got one. I made my way through the line, got dinner, then
wolfed it down as he was still working the room. You could tell he was
really enjoying himself. It wasn't just a photo opportunity. This man
was actually enjoying himself! He worked his way over the course of
about 90 minutes towards my side of the room.
Meanwhile, I took the opportunity to shake a few
hands. I got a picture with Ambassador Bremer, Talabani (acting Iraqi
president) and Achmed Chalabi (another member of the ruling council) and
Condaleeza Rice, who was there with him. I felt like I was drunk.
He was getting closer to my table so I went back over
to my seat. As he passed and posed for photos, he looked me in theeye
and said, "How you doin', captain." I smiled and said
"God bless you, sir." To which he responded "I'm proud of
what you do, captain." Then moved on.