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Since: 2.1.02

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My brother wrote this and emailed it to me the other day. I just wanted to share it with ya all.

Be all you can be, An Army of One,

I feel like none of these,

It’s deployment day, and my wife is fighting back tears

She says she’s proud, as she rubs the wrinkles out of my ACU top,

One year, 12 months, it’s not that long….right?

We climb onto buses, then planes,

Muzzles pointed towards the aisle men,

Remember, contents shift during flight,

Nobody wants a flack vest falling on their head

Many hours later, we are finally in Iraq, the Babylon of the bible

I could drive to the Garden of Eden on one tank of gas,

If the garden had c-wire and jersey barriers.

We sit and wait

Three weeks later its our first mission outside the wire,

Operation phantom fury, the battle for Fallujah,

Let me see your NODs Soldier,

We got water on the truck, how about our tire changing equipment

Lets roll, through Baghdad, past abu gharuab

Serial one gets hit with a RPG, Serial two small arms

Serial 4 IED, 5 small arms

6 multiple IED’s and they are lost,

serial 7 small arms and 8 has a breakdown.

But we all arrive to that marine corps camp

My soldier and I park the vehicle,

“Hey, you see that crater next to your truck”

a young devil dog yells at us

“A rocket landed there two hours ago”

I don’t sleep well.

14 days later we are moving towards mosul

“the brigade needs our help” the Captain said.

Great, someplace worse then fallujah

Back to alpha, Wagonmasters

Familiar faces, and familiar smiles

I have a new squad now

4 purple hearts in 2nd

I’m glad to be part of the team

But not for long, I’m off to Anaconda

Fun and relaxation,

A movie theatre, leather chairs, and thick carpet….heaven

That reality is shattered, complacency gone,

“A mortar hit the DFAC in Muarez, 25 dead”

is the whisper that brushes across my ear

We run to the CP, heres the list

One from my Platoon has been hit

He’s sent to Anaconda for surgery,

Not yet stable enough to be flown to Germany.

We find him in the hospital, flanked by holiday decorations,

A chest tube between his ribs, a hole in his throat,

And a lingering fear of loud sounds

Merry Christmas man

With our illusions of safety gone, we travel back to Muarez

We hit ground and get ready for the elections.

Everyone is nervous about January 31.

If things go well, it could be our D-Day,

A triumph for the Iraqi people, and a victory for the coalition

Or worse our tet offensive, a crippling blow

To everything we have worked so hard for

We eagerly await the news like an impatient new father in the waiting room

Slowly the reports come in,

Turn out is good, only a few bombs, and gradually the whole story of the day unfolds

We hear that Iraqis are walking miles to vote, sons are carrying their crippled parents on their backs, or transporting them in wheel barrels,

And crowds march through Baghdad chanting

“We are not afraid” As the car bombs blow up just a few blocks away

And a young Iraqi police officer wraps himself around a

Suicide bomber, bound for a polling station,

Sacrificing himself so his countrymen might have a brighter future.

Al Zarqawia, Al Sadr, and Bin Laden, Listen up!

The Iraqi people have spoken, so let their freedom ring

America and Americans aren’t perfect

But after six months, I know that we are different.

We fight for freedom, even when it’s not our own.

So to that crowd in Baghdad, your right

There is no need to fear, a US Soldier is near.

It won’t be easy, but freedom never is, A few more missions, and we’ll be home

6 more months, it’s not that long

So lets be all we can be,

An Army of One
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Ozzy - Tell your brother he made me happy, sad, young and old. Remembering the pit in my gut when I first loaded live ammo away from the range and the joy of a decent hamburger when the heat came off. Tell him, I said, Thanks - and all the way.

Now, just wait a minute!

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Ozzy - tell your brother that his poem has been read by few wieners who are praying for him and his buddies to come home safely. Let your sister-in-law know the same thing - we appreciate their service to our country.

As much as I disagree with why they are there, I will continue to work here for them to have the supplies/armor/support they need. Sending phone cards from the post office, or buying a few extra boxes of girl scout cookies to send their way, or donating my expired coupons (that can be used an extra 6 months by men and women in military service).

I hope your brother actually gets home in 6 months, and isn't another extended call victim.


Since: 14.5.04
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That definitely brought tears to my eyes at the end.
Ill be praying for our soldiers fighting out there tonight.

(edited by WhoTookMyHonor? on 21.4.05 1956)
The Thrill

Since: 16.4.02
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