Posts filed under: Military

Military

Writings of my life in the Marines, as a veteran, other veteran’s stories told, observations, and a hope to improve communication between the veteran and civilian world

Hey, I just heard one of your boys got wasted!” …Yeah, that’s the right way to tell someone. ...
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Wouldn’t it be ironic for Drew to lose his family because of explosives while he’s on the other side of the world diffusing IED’s and blowing things up? ...
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Memorial Day- what does it mean to you? What should it mean? Do we Celebrate it, Honor people on it, or Memorialize them? Maybe we should crack open a beer, grill a steak, and celebrate...
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I had spent so much time away from my family deployed and training but I still felt as though I needed to get away. My wife asked me to write about it, explain it. Why,...
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Explosive Ordnance Disposal technicians are specially trained to deal with disarming and disposing of high explosive devices and other types of ordnance, including nuclear, biological and chemical weapons. National EOD Day (The first Saturday in...
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This blog post is not to be confused with the article “Corona Conspiracies” which was published April 13th by the National Review. In it, author Andrew Stuttaford lists the various theories of the virus’s origin...
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Not long after we established our Combat Outpost in the Helmand river valley of Afghanistan, one of the Humvees assigned to a supporting Combined Anti-Armor Team struck an Improvised Explosive Device. Two Marines were immediately...
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For many years I felt God had left me, wasn’t on my side, or just wasn’t there at all. The drinking filled the void or so I told myself as I masked the pain, confusion,...
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Silence is powerful. Silence can feel like: something bad is about to happen, a blessing to find some sanity, or it could just be awkward. Make peace with silence. Words are often hollow and rarely...
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Shoulder to shoulder, knee to knee. The heat is overwhelming and several people are fighting back vomit. My pack, like everyone else’s, is in my lap and I rest my head on it. The air...
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If I could only be like I was before. I know I’ve thought that. Loss, we feel it all the time- more than we acknowledge. Loss can be something as simple as finishing that amazing...
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Learning about someone as you clean out their house is a puzzle....
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