People forget that our military presence in Iraq is still active. Sadly this conflict isn’t truly over no matter what the corrupt agenda spewing politications say. Another hero has paid the price of a former […]
Author: Sarge
Author of "My War Journals
Honor and Valor : LCpl Huth
USMC Lance Corporal Edward S. Huth swapped his M240B from one shoulder to the other after being shot in the arm, and continued firing. As casualties mounted, he repeatedly left the casualty collection point to […]
Purple Heart Day (August 7, 2019)
Purple Heart Day Most people have never heard of Purple Heart Day, which takes place annually on August 7th to commemorate the origins of the medals and the more than 1.7 million combat-wounded Purple Heart […]
My War Journals:Attacks during Ramadan (Sept 06)
One of the things that I enjoy about being in the infantry is the unpredictability of what will occur during your day or night mission. Now granted there are days like the last couple, discluding […]
My War Journals: Frustration in Iraq (Sept-2006)
As the platoon made their way to the link-up spot, I noticed some of the men seemed very tired and reluctant to be going on the patrol. For the past week, it seems like every […]
My War Journal: Snipers and unsung-heroes (August 06)
s they ran across the street, Specialist Pitcher fell in a deep hole and head-planted into the ground. Sergeant Lawrence, the Alpha team leader who was leading the way, came back into the street, grabbed Wally, and pulled him along — all this while under fire. It was now our turn. Sergeant Murillo gave us the count. “Ready on three, two …” We started running.
My War Journals: Control Points and Kids
Seven hours later: As I lie in my bed with my knees pounding and my back screaming for aspirins, I take a glance at the swimsuit calendar hanging crooked on the dirty white wall, as if I put it up and scurried out of the door for another delightful day in the streets of Baghdad. The last date crossed out in black pen is Sept. 21. I instinctively curl myself into the fetal position on the bed; I look at my watch to see the date, and it is Sept. 25. I then fall quickly into a coma, periodically dreaming about the events that had taken place over the past days.ater:
