I'd love to be by the fireside one day, I can here it now. . . "There I was, hostiles to the right! Hostiles to the left! Hostiles front & rear! Nothing but miles & miles of hostiles with nothing to protect me but some steel & my wits!"
"Gee, Grandpa, it must have been rough in Iraq!"
"That wasn't in Iraq, it was driving my bus home!"