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Letters From Fallujah (7) The Memorial Service

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23 Oct 03

 

Uncle Hank,

 

We went back to FOB Volturno the other day.  We’re on our third month here, there’s been guys injured, evac’d, a couple in Germany in the hospital but we had our first Paratrooper killed.  Sarn’t Spear and the Delta Comp’ny CO and 1SG went back for the memorial service.  We took two trucks, took some volunteers for the convoy ‘cuz they knew Staff Sarn’t Peterson.  One of my buddies was in Sarn’t Peterson’s squad in Alpha Comp’ny.  ...

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Letters From Fallujah (6) John Wayne in Iraq

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Oct 02, 03

 

Uncle Hank,

Pretty much the same old same old here.  Route clearance, patrols, maintenance, bullshit.  Rinse.  Repeat.  Sometimes we don’t have enough water to rinse but you get the drift.

There’s a village down the road with a sign out by the highway, we drove past it the other day and there was graffiti on it in haji script.  We asked the ‘terp and he told us the sign said “Highway of Death.”  So we stopped and took a picture.  ...

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9/11 Where Were You?

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I was an Observer/Controller at the Joint Readiness Training Center, Ft Polk, LA.  The Command took care of us, when we weren’t in the “box” we worked half days and three or four day weekends.  Ft Polk is the middle of nowhere but is within five hours of Houston, Shreveport, Baton Rouge and N’Orleans.  Talk about some places to party!  Party during the 90 odd days of the year you aren’t in the box.

Every month a Brigade from the US ...

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Letters From Fallujah (5) The POG FOB

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Sept 07 03

Uncle Hank,

Still on COP Factory guarding some radioactive shit we haven’t even seen, not that I mind not seeing it but we don’t even know where it is.  We found 23 IEDs buried along Route San Juan the other day.  Artillery rounds wired to be be command detonated.  That means someone is watching, all we have to do it catch his ass watching and we’ll make him a good terrorist.  You know there’s only one kind of good ...

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Letters From Fallujah (4) COP Factory

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20 AUG 03

Uncle Hank,

We’ve been busy since I wrote last.  We ran a couple missions into Fallujah, what a shithole.  We were security for the Battalion Commander, which means we were way too far from what was really going on but we got to hear about it on the radio.  What utter bullshit.  We also had to watch our Battalion CSM sleep in his vehicle like the huge turd he is.  The men of 1Panther call him “Deebo” like ...

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Letters From Fallujah (3) American Traitors

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Aug 23, 2003

Uncle Hank,

The rest of the Battalion and the Brigade have moved in.  We can’t shoot the mortars anymore, Brigade Artillery has taken over and they’re so slow at clearing fires we can’t shoot.  Its total bullshit according to Sarnt Spear, he hates artillery with a white hot passion.  We just got word that half of the platoon is moving south of the Euphrates to a COP, Company Out Post.  It’ll be us and half of Delta Company.  We ...

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Letters From Fallujah (2) Volturno

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August 18, 2003

Uncle Hank,

Before Sarnt Spear left for the leader’s recon he gave a warning order, get everything ready to roll tonight at O’dark thirty.  Of course he added, “I wanna be able to look at the trucks before dark, me and the LT’s shit is packed, put it on the trucks.”  He’s got a serious pet-peeve with load plans.  Every truck has to be exactly like the others, f*ck its a pain in the ass but Sarnt Spear is ...

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Letters from Fallujah (1) Arrival

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I’ve been avoiding telling stories from my time in combat areas.  You never know when something is gonna set off a shitstorm.  I’d just as soon avoid that.  Remember the Marine Sergeant who was giving blood wings to his Marines who’d made their first jump with a Marine unit?  Poor bastard got kicked out, all he was doin was living up to a tradition.  You shoulda seen my airborne school graduation, there were half a dozen Paratroopers in my Company, ...

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Putting a Tuk-Tuk Into the Wall

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It must have been 1990 or 91, my battalion was in Thailand for a training deployment.  They worked the hell out of us and made us hurt.  I learned first hand about the nasty things that live in jungles.  After 23 days in the jungle the entire crotch fell out of my trousers, it was cooler that way but still somewhat embarrassing.  I wasn’t the only one, that helped a little.  The Wolfhounds finally got me a shower and decided ...

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Exorcising the Salutin’ Demon

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Vassar wrote about a Salutin’ Demon a few days ago.  They weren’t uncommon in my day either.  Usually they are young Second Lieutenants who haven’t figured out their actual place in the chain of command.  Do you know the difference between a PFC and a First Lieutenant?  A PFC has been promoted twice. It kinda puts things in their rightful place. Theoretically a Lieutenant out ranks his Platoon Sergeant but in fact that Platoon Sergeant is, by Army regulation, ...

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