I once heard Paul Harvey say
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It’s the sound of work boots going up the steps, and ...
The return of the remains of 50 soldiers’ remains from North Korea put me in mind of my first encounter with parades for military heroes. It was a parade in my town for a returning POW from Korea. His name was John Gallagher.
And I was 9.
I knew about the Korean War then, had two uncles who’d served, and came home alive…my mother was always praying them home. So that was the sort of thing a kid would know. But I didn’t really know the ...Continue Reading →
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, ...Continue Reading →
By an Angel’s Kiss, Cpl Joseph Maciel
Kissed by an Angel, Where Violins are the Angels’ Voices, and the Cello Sings Harmony
Cpl Joseph Maciel, 20, of South Gate, CA,
was killed July 7, 2018 in Uruzgom Province, Afghanistan as a result of gunfire from friendly Afghan Forces
He was assigned to 1st Battalion, 28th Infantry Regiment, 3rd Infantry ...
We began this conversation a couple of weeks ago, when we pointed out that 90% of Americans have invested none of their own skin in this game that is called “Keeping America Alive.” Even my generation, the last to know the military draft, which was never natural to the American scheme of warfare anyway, and which accounts for about half of the “skin in the game” citizenry today, are now in our 60s and 70s, and will soon pass away.
Most college-aged ...Continue Reading →
(This is another installment of one of our sponsors, Mike Collins, and still swaps stories with this mates from the old unit. Reunions and much beer involved.-VB)
This is the 50th Anniversary of our slog to build LZ Karen.
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 ...Continue Reading →
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, ...Continue Reading →
I spent the first half of 1998 in Sinai, Egypt as part of the Multi-National Force Observers (MFO). It was an awesome deployment, great training that we made up ourselves and absolutely amazing time off. 23 days of one squad all alone on a remote site, patrols, training, guard duty, all opportunities to build on the basics. Then two weeks of challenging training, live fires, maneuver live fires, marksmanship, physically brutal stuff that left you full of piss and vinegar ...Continue Reading →
(This pencil art is from an unidentified soldier or medical personnel, in a field facility, Corinth, Mississippi. Title: “Dying of Gangrene” from an exhibition of art at the Corcoran Gallery in Washington and the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston, 1961 and 1962.)
( A copy of the approx. 260 pg book is available in out Sales Gallery.)