Tuesday June 01, 2010 | 03:36 PM

Greetings from Forward Operating Base Salerno in Khost Province, Afghanistan.

I’m two military air transports away from the Maine Army National Guard’s Bravo Company, 3rd Battalion, 172 Infantry at Combat Outpost Dand wa Patan. As usual with military travel, it’s taking longer to get there than I’d hoped – my best guess at this point is I’ll arrive by Friday.

Getting this far has already had its challenges, not to mention helpful coincidences.

Upon arriving at Kabul International Airport early Sunday morning, I discovered my fully-stuffed backpack was nowhere to be found among the checked luggage.

Worse yet, the clerk behind the counter at Safi Airways, which I flew on the second leg of my journey here, appeared as baffled as I was about where the backpack was and when it might get to Kabul.

My major concern: Among the items in the pack, which had been checked from Boston through Frankfurt, Germany, to Kabul by Lufthansa Airlines, were my all-important helmet and body armor. Without them, the International Security Assistance Force (ISAF) folks at Kabul would not permit me to continue on with my journey to Bravo Company’s remote outpost on the Pakistan border.

Enter Jan Morrison of Yarmouth, who had read my earlier blog posting about Safi Airways and e-mailed me to say a good friend of hers, Capt. Courtney Brye of Ohio, happens to be Safi Airways’ senior pilot on Boeing 737s.

It felt like a long-shot, but I asked my wife to contact Morrison, who in turn put her in touch with Capt. Brye's wife, Elaine, who in turn contacted Capt. Brye, who immediately got on the case Sunday morning.

“I have called Kabul with the information. I also e-mailed and talked directly with the head ground services manager for Safi Airways,” Brye soon reported in an e-mail to all concerned. “He is on the case and will get back to me when he solves the problem. When I talked to him last, he was on the line with Lufthansa.”

Early Monday morning, after a private taxi ride back to the airport that included eight security checkpoints and at least six pat-down searches, skeptical Afghan guards permitted me to go back into the baggage area just as that day’s Safi flight arrived from Frankfurt.

I could actually feel my heart pounding as I waited for the baggage conveyor to start. And I almost shouted for joy when, second out of the chute, came my long-lost backpack.

To Jan Morrison, Elaine and Capt. Courtney Brye and, last but not least, my ever-efficient and unflappable wife, Andrea, my heartfelt thanks.

I wouldn't be here (literally) without you..
 

Further Discussion

Here at PressHerald.com we value our readers and are committed to growing our community by encouraging you to add to the discussion. To ensure conscientious dialogue we have implemented a strict no-bullying policy. To participate, you must follow our Terms of Use.

Questions about the article? Add them below and we’ll try to answer them or do a follow-up post as soon as we can. Technical problems? Email them to us with an exact description of the problem. Make sure to include:
  • type of computer or mobile device your are using
  • exact operating system and browser you are viewing the site on (TIP: You can easily determine your operating system here.)
Prefer to respond privately? Email us here.