shake rattle and roll

Well, more excitement, though less scary, about 6 sunday morning, we had an earthquake. When you are living in a plywood hut, it really really shakes! The quake registered a 5.6, and was centered about 60 miles north of here. We have another fallen comrade ceremony tomorrow for two soldiers, and I witnessed my first hostile native. Two shepherd kids threw rocks at my truck when I was driving out along the perimeter.