Bedding

I helped one of the new guys get a blanket from the leftovers of the group that just left. He told me of how his standard govt issue sleeping bag was still on its way here in a truck or something. It brought me back to those first nights where I was in the same boat. Of course it’s no big deal to go buy a blanket for a few bucks here, but is was great to see the cycle start all over again. Ahh life on the other end of the spectrum. Tomorrow is court day one for them and we are winding down to our last few. I worked hard today to help them understand how to prep for the cases and what to ask. They’ll be fine, just the standard uneasiness of the unknown for them. I want to give them all the benefit of what we’ve learned but it’s just too much. It’s the drink from a fire hose analogy. They just miss so much, so we’ll have to make sure and re-attack the training stuff after a few days to give them the next level of info.
The other interesting thing will be watching them build a relationship with the interpreters. We’ve all built that relationship and trust and it will take a while for the new permanent guys to get to the same place. Enough blabbering about the old and new – yada yada yada