About Bosnia
On January 5, 1997, the world as I new ceased to exist. The wanna-be
actor known as Dan Wolfe had to be put on hold. This was coming --
I knew it. We all knew it. We had all been well prepared
and trained. After over six years of "one weekend a month and two
weeks a year," Uncle Sam called me and the other members of the 222nd Public
Affairs Detachment, U.S. Army Reserve to active duty for a period not to
exceed 270 days. It was 270 days that changed the way I saw the world.
And gave me the mission to safeguard the very lives of six soldiers as
they traveled to Bosnia Herzegovina to entertain the peacekeepers.
As a public affairs detachment, we were a reserve radio and TV station,
capable of producing broadcast programming for the U.S. Forces 24 hours
a day, 7 days a week. Only six of us were activated to go with this
group, but we were joined by several members of the Active Army upon our
arrival in Germany. With about 12 soldiers, we assumed the military
radio and television broadcast operation in Bosnia Herzegovina, Hungary
and Croatia as the American Forces Network, The Balkans.
As the unit's commander, I didn't get as much opportunity to be on
the air as I would have liked. But my job was to command, make policy
and keep everyone safe. I got to be on the air from time to time,
practicing precious few moments and exercising the voice over and acting
skills taken from that civilian world I left behind. For 270 days,
we did the mission and did it well. While it absolutely killed my
commercial acting career, I would not trade the experiences I had, nor
the relationships I developed for a hundred national spots. (Well,
maybe a hundred, but not fifty. Ok, maybe 30 and ten regionals?)
In all seriousness, the relationships created when a dozen people share
cramped quarters and unusual experiences (rarely, but occasionally life
threatening) it creates something nearly magical. The soldiers, sailors
and airmen with whom I served were among the finest people that the U.S.
Military has to offer. If I were to choose a team to take back into
a combat zone, I would choose the same group -- no questions asked.
Did this experience help my military career? Definitely!
I have been selected for promotion to Lieutenant Colonel and assigned as
a brigade level deputy commander -- a good thing, for those not familiar
with the military. Did this experience help my acting career?
Nope. In fact, I was doing pretty well right before I left.
And those of you in the biz know that if you take a break, coming back
is like starting over.
Was it worth it? Yeah, I think so. I saw from the back
seat of a UH-60 helicopter, the lush, green valley surrounding the city
of Sarajevo bathed in light morning clouds . The beauty and serenity
of the vision above belied the destruction below and the eerie presence
of 10,000 bodies buried just outside of Zetra Stadium, once sight of the
Olympics. I saw American soldiers perform acts of kindness to local
children who had been all too young to see anything remotely resembling
"ethnic cleansing." I saw the American sport of baseball introduced
to Bosnia (albeit under heavy military guard!) I sent a 19 year old
Army journalist to travel with an infantry unit during a period of great
tension, and wondered if I had sent him into a situation where he might
not come back alive. (He did.) I traveled in a "Humvee"
down Sarajevo's "sniper alley" with two of my colleagues, boisterously
displaying our Americanism by playing " The Steve Miller Band's Greatest
Hits" CD as loud as we could. Just yards away, I saw the ruins of
the former Olympic Village, humiliated by mortar and gunfire, never again
to house the living, let alone world class athletes.
Now, in the retrospect of having seen all this, I suspect that I AM
a better actor for having experienced all this. After all, as actors,
we draw on experiences -- ALL of our experiences -- to create complex,
multidimensional characters that our audiences are compelled to believe
in. Some believe that the more life experience, the more rich the
acting experience. I agree.
So for those of you reading this who might wonder why I don't work
much after 8 years in L.A., I stepped out of the business for awhile and
let that alter ego take over for 270 days. (And this was the third
time the Army called me for this sort of thing. Though never to an
overseas combat zone.) And while my acting career was just starting
to pop, I wouldn't trade the delays for any less that 20 national spots!
Dan Wolfe
Our Team:
CPT Shawn "Caffeine J." Jirik | MSgt Rick "Thick" Blackburn, USAF |
SSG Tom "The Geez" Owens | SPC Darius Sims |
SPC George "Julio" Lopez | SGT Eric "Chuckles" Harding |
SSgt Kenny Adams, USAF | SGT Jennifer Braden |
SPC Jennifer Lopez (no, not THE Jennifer Lopez.) | SPC Lloyd "Stretch" Phelps |
SGT Mark Parr | SGT Pete Pirkle |
JO3 Eric Deatheridge, USN | PFC Brian Cox |
SPC Rebecca Sue Cox | SPC Heatherann Bozeman |
JO3 Sean Everette, USN | SPC Eric Hendrix |
SGT Gerald Malec | SSG Brian Scott |
SSG Hank "The Big Sarge" Minitrez | SSG Jimmy Colon |
SPC Stephen Wylie | SGT Tom Shanks |
CPL Cory Check | MSG Jerry Grams |
JO1 Paula Nowalkowski | IC3 Cynthia Shattuck |
There are many others who unquestionably contributed to our mission and
made our trip
an unqualified success. To those not listed here, who helped
us get through the long weeks
(and whose first names I don't have on file,) thanks for a job well
done!