 So Operation Anaconda was six months after 9-11. I knew at the time going back up there was going to be a one-way trip for me. And I can imagine a lot of things going through my mind. And this one thought kept coming back to me. And this thought in my head was the opening lines of Boy Scout Oath. On my honor to do my best to do my duty. On my honor to do my best to do my duty. Finally I started listening to it. That I have not done my best yet to go get my teammate. So I made the decision that I'm going to go get my teammate. I briefed my team, looked at all of them. I said, eyes on me, eyes on me. They all looked at me. I gave them the situation, gave them the orders and we told them we're going. It was at that time that the pilot of the first aircraft that got shot. Volunteer to fly us. His name was Hal. Volunteer to fly us back. This guy, he just got shot down. And I was going to fly right back into exactly what he knows what he's getting into. And he did. I remember things getting very quiet, at least in my mind anyway. We lifted off. I'm on the back of the helicopter. And I can remember, I got my night vision goggles on and everything's green. Looking through my goggles. Looking back out the ramp. Watching the countryside of Afghanistan go by. This is one of my thoughts for drifting back to home. Drift back to my son. And basically, basically I'm down on goodbye. And we landed. We took, we're taking heavy fire coming in. We landed. As I look around there's all these, all these muzzle flashes from everywhere. And I'm thinking there's a lot of people up here. Upon landing, I remember that same helo pilot telling me over my headset. I had a headset on. He tells me, team leader, good luck. That's the last thing I remember here from him when I took that. Took the headset off.