Soldiers fresh off battlefields in Iraq and Afghanistan are
coming in droves to the gold rush that’s erupted on the Bakken basin. It’s a
perfect place for what one veteran called “the next deployment’’ — especially
with a dearth of decent-paying
jobs back home.

  By Curt Brown

 (Minneapolis) Star Tribune

 WILLISTON, N.D. — 

Ben Lewis was helping his crane operator dismantle another oil rig when he
heard a loud snap echo across the drilling site. Turning, he joined workers
scurrying to the other side of the rig. 

“That’s when I saw the crane boom collapse,” he said.

 His heart racing, his breath hard to catch, Lewis looked back and saw three
men sprawled on the ground. Then he saw a familiar face, unconscious, hunched up
against a metal storage container. It was Jake.

 Lewis and his Army buddy, Jacob Edgren — their friendship fortified on
deployments to Afghanistan — were again facing danger at what’s become a popular
postwar refuge for America’s job-searching veterans: North Dakota’s booming oil
fields.

 Soldiers fresh off battlefields in Iraq and Afghanistan are coming in droves
to the gold rush that’s erupted on the Bakken basin. It’s a perfect place for
what one veteran called “the next deployment’’ — especially with a dearth of
decent-paying jobs back home.

 They’re well equipped for the oil industry’s grueling work and North Dakota’s
extreme weather — hot and stormy summers to wind-whipped, bitter winters. Vets
and their families also are accustomed to long stretches away from each
other.

 Oil companies, meanwhile, prefer to hire employees with a proven work ethic
who have cleared military background checks felony-free, unlike other
ne’er-do-wells lured to the oil fields by promises of low unemployment and
businesses desperate for workers.

 Before Afghanistan, Lewis and Edgren trained for the unexpected — jittery,
waiting for something to happen.

 But North Dakota? They knew days would be long and conditions tough when they
drove out from Minnesota a year ago. But they figured their days facing
life-or-death scenarios ended when they were discharged from the Army.

 Then the crane collapsed.

 “When I realized it was one of my really best friends down on the ground,”
Lewis said, “I about had a panic attack.”

 He thought of Rachael, Edgren’s new bride. He’d been the best man at their
wedding on a summer day in Lake Elmo, Minn., in 2011.

 Lewis and Edgren met a decade ago at a U.S. Army training center in Arizona.
They became roommates the next year in the barracks at Fort Bragg, N.C. Their
friendship deepened during their first deployment to Bagram Air Base in
Afghanistan in 2006.

 Extended 15-month deployments as intelligence analysts with the 82nd Airborne
followed. They endured rocket-propelled grenade attacks on their Blackhawk
helicopters and explosive devices detonating at the gate of their base.

 So when a decade of war wound down and Lewis and Edgren returned to civilian
life, it was only a matter of time until fate — and a crummy economy — reunited
them.

 After seven years in the Army, Lewis, 28, found himself selling phones at the
Verizon store in Tampa, Fla., earning just over minimum wage.

 Edgren, 30, tried going to community college but felt out of place. He was
working part time at a plastics warehouse just outside the Minneapolis area for
$11 an hour, making roughly $400 a week.

 So when Lewis called 14 months ago, saying he was following a friend to North
Dakota, Edgren didn’t hesitate: “He’s like: ‘Cool, come get me,’ ” Lewis
said.

 Lewis flew up to Minneapolis and the two friends drove out to North Dakota
early last October, modern-day fortune seekers heading to a land bursting with
more blue-collar, well-paying jobs than anywhere else in America.


For Edgren, migrating to North Dakota meant hugging his new wife goodbye for
long stretches of a month or more some 10 hours away from her parents’ home in
Coon Rapids, Minn.


For Lewis, finding work in North Dakota meant leaving his girlfriend, Amy, in
Florida with his golden retriever, Griffey — named after the former star of the
Seattle Mariners he cheered for as a kid in Spokane. Framed photos of both grace
the shelf over his bed in North Dakota.

  Population boom

 Jerry Samuelson, the veteran-services officer for McKenzie County, works out
of a second-floor office in the brick government building in Watford City, N.D.
The prairie town’s population has soared from 1,500 to nearly 8,000 since the
latest boom began.

 “This is where the lure of the cash is,” said Samuelson, who served in the
Navy for 20 years. “All these veterans are getting out, and they don’t have the
jobs like we have up here — that’s why I see them flocking here.”

 It’s hard to quantify precisely how many veterans have made the Bakken their
next deployment. Samuelson guesses he has seen a doubling or tripling.

 “It’s not for country this time; it’s for their own well-being,” said Grant
Carns, Williams County’s veteran-services coordinator in Williston. “Especially
for those who are coming right out of a combat zone in Afghanistan or Iraq, the
oil field right now really lends itself and caters to somebody who can tolerate
being alone and isolated from family.”


From vantage points such as the Watford City American Legion club, Samuelson
notices a difference. “We’re especially seeing more young veterans — many of
whom are just getting out.”


McKenzie County counted 564 veterans in the 2010 census before the boom.
Samuelson “pretty much knew them all.”


Now, there are countless truck drivers, pipeline workers and night watchmen
living in man camps with no official address. Some have their medications sent
to his office. A woman who served in Afghanistan just stopped by looking for
truck-driving work and housing suggestions for her family from Arizona.


Responding to the influx, the Department of Veterans Affairs has opened
clinics in Williston and Dickinson, N.D., without which veterans would need to
travel 400 miles to Fargo, N.D., for full-service health care. Appointments at
the clinics are backlogged for weeks.


Work ethic


Edgren and Lewis crashed on the floor of the Travel Host Motel when they
first arrived here, sharing a room with a friend whose company was footing the
bill.


“We were eating 79-cent burritos,” Edgren said. “And drinking the cheapest
vodka we could find.”


They hit the ground running, filling out applications at nine places along
the strip of quickly slapped up metal storefront sheds north of town. They were
encouraged that applications asked if they were military veterans.


“But we didn’t receive one call back,” Edgren said.


They insist it’s a myth that you can hop off the Amtrak or Greyhound and
easily land a job in the oil fields. Despite an unemployment rate of 1.7 percent
in oil-producing counties, Edgren and Lewis struggled to find work — even as
vets. For two weeks, they showed up for face-to-face meetings with personnel
people, growing discouraged and thinking of bailing and going home.


“Then we caught a supervisor who was a former vet at the right time, just
after two guys had quit,” Edgren said.


They were hired as crane riggers, lifting chains, tearing down derricks and
putting them back up to dig wells 2 miles deep and another 2 miles out at oil
pads across western North Dakota.


A few weeks into that first job last November, they passed each other on a
rig site out on the prairie. With three loud cranes groaning, they’d nearly
finished moving the rig to the next drilling site.


Lewis was putting up some metal wind walls and Edgren was running around,
trying to impress supervisors with his tireless work ethic.


Edgren could see chains falling from the crane’s main and whip lines. He
yelled that the crane’s boom was coming down before blacking out.


The collapsing crane tossed him against a metal shipping container that
protected him as if he were under a bridge. Two other men were knocked out
nearby. “Initially I thought they were dead because they were not moving,” Lewis
said.


He ran to get a stretcher, and someone called for a helicopter. Then came the
good news: Edgren came to, suffering only a bruised hip and side. An ambulance
zipped him to a hospital in Williston. The other two men also survived.


Thirty-seven workers have died on oil-related jobs in western North Dakota in
the past four years. That toll is roughly half the workplace fatalities the
Occupational Safety and Health Administration’s (OSHA) Bismarck office has
investigated in both Dakotas since Oct. 1, 2009.


OSHA fined Halliburton $14,000 for the death of Mike Krajewski, 49, a Duluth,
Minn., father of three and Air Force veteran killed in January when a fracking
pipe struck his head.


Edgren dislikes talking about the crane. Dangerous things are better left
unsaid. “In Afghanistan, I told my wife I worked behind a desk and never went
outside the wire.”


This was different. “We trained eight months for Afghanistan and were
constantly waiting for something to happen because we knew it would,” Edgren
said. “The crane collapse was so scary because I didn’t expect it. I was in
shock and only later realized how close I was to dying.”


Second year


Starting their second year out here, Lewis and Edgren find both work and
living conditions are improving — like they are for many of the workers in North
Dakota’s latest oil boom.


They left crane rigging for a job fueling frac trucks for Thomas Petroleum.
And with it, they upgraded from cheap burritos and vodka.


Edgren and Lewis  work more than 100 hours a week, earning $20 an hour for
the first 40 hours and then bringing in time-and-a-half for the next 60-plus.
Often that means getting up at 6 a.m., working as late as 10 p.m., wolfing down
a bite to eat and then grabbing four hours of sleep. They work for a month and
then get a week off.


By midsummer, Lewis and Edgren had left the man camp for a town house near
the airport, paying $800 each a month with two other guys for granite
countertops, their own bathroom and a weekly cleaning service.


Lewis may call it quits soon to head back to Tampa. That’s one difference
from military service: They can leave whenever they choose.


Edgren is working on his commercial driver’s license. He and Rachael broke
ground in August on a $240,000 house near Zimmerman, Minn.


Without the oil and the paychecks, they’d still be paying off student loans
and likely living where Rachael does now: with her parents. He’s not sure how
much longer he’ll stay, joking with Rachael that another year would get her a
BMW.


“It’s starting to pay off now,” he said during a recent week back home. The
new house should be ready by Thanksgiving.

 


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