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Joe and I waiting for Shinedown
Around 1 AM we return home.  Most of the ride has been spent with Jim passes out on me and me passed out agains the glass of Jamies car.  It was a very homosexual experience in a very heterosexual car.  Oh well, we were drunk and passed out.  Later that morning we wake up and find out that we really dont have to do anything for work.  Guess 1SG realized that we werent going to be in an condition to anything other than necessary bodily functions.. ie breathe, heart beat, breathe some more.. thats about it.  I remember this day was full of stories about what everyone did when others werent around.  Jim shared with everyone how he text messaged me and Jamie during the Korn concert while he was laying on the ground next to us, guess he was afraid we might loose him or forget about him.
Joe posing with Britney (before she got fat)
  Thus a good dozen text messages in my phone were simply.."IM HERE"  "LOOK BEHIND YOU"  "NOW LOOK DOWN"  "HI, PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME", we had a good time.  But one of the best was Jim and Joe decided that simply seeing the show wasnt good enough, they needed to get backstage.  In a drunken stuper all ideas seem like good ones, so they decided to scale a fence and go running around backstage during one of the shows, want to say it was either Korn or Tool.  Regardless the Polizei saw them and started to run towards them.  Joe decided to fake a heart attack and Jim called for help.  The Polozei actually bought it and helped carry him to the aide station where he was about to get treatment.  Evidently the Polizei left as soon as he was dropped off so Joe and Jim ran outta there before the medics boke out the defibulators and started zapping Joe.
Joe joking around during OIF II
  Almost 4 months later, on October 2nd, 2006, My good friend Joe Narvaez was killed in action by a sniper while we patrolled the streets of Eastern Baghdad together.  He was the first friend I made when I came to Germany and remained close to me through two tours in Iraq and the countless nights out partying together.  At his memorial, the stunts he pulled at Rock Im Park were just some of the fond memories me and the rest of his brothers had of him.  Joe and I could always rag on each other, make fun of each other for being a Mexican or a an Irishman, the jokes never stopped between us unless it was time to back each otherup.  I miss Joe everyday, but I am thankful for the time we have had together and the everlasting memories that we have made.  Rest in peace good buddy, thanks for everything...
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Joe and I waiting for Shinedown
Joe and I waiting for Shinedown
Joe posing with Britney (before sh…
Joe posing with Britney (before s…
Joe joking around during OIF II
Joe joking around during OIF II
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