“The world
breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those
that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and
the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will
kill you too but there will be no special hurry.”
-Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell to Arms
-Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell to Arms
Larry told
me that I finally got a taste of The Big War. I have asked Larry questions about
The Big War several times over the past few months. Larry refers to their last
deployment to Afghanistan as The Big War.
Getting shot at is a feeling that is difficult to explain, shooting back is a different feeling all together. I finally earned my Combat Infantry Badge (CIB). I was the last member of the platoon to earn this badge. On the second day of our mission we got word that one of our own was wounded. The person wounded was by far the best Solider in our unit. It came as a shock to me because just four hours prior to the incident I had a conversation with him. 26 years in the military is what this man gave to his country. Five years of that were in the Marine Corps and the next 20 were with an Army Ranger Regiment. There are numerous stories that have been posted on the internet about this man over the past week
He deployed to combat locations worldwide several times over his career, participated in several of our country’s most sensitive missions. He also played an instrumental role in the rescue of Jessica Lynch. We did not know any of this information about the man until we read about it on the news.
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If I had only one word to use to describe this warrior that word would be humble. A few days after the incident we got word that our brother in arms passed away. I don’t care what you think of war, I do not care about the politics of war. This man was a true hero, a warrior that cared deeply for his men and the mission.
Death comes to us all! Most of us will die as old men, maybe in a nursing home. We might be mourned by a few but shortly after our demise we will be forgotten.
Our brother did not die a meaningless death. He died from wounds he sustained on the battlefield. He died from wounds that he bore from our nation’s longest war. He will never be forgotten.
The current state of our country depresses me. What was once considered good is now bad what was once considered bad is now good. Our moral compass is broken. Today’s generation did not deserve this man. Our fallen hero was an old soul and his life was that of a life that could have been taken right out of a novel about our nation’s Greatest Generation.
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Getting shot at is a feeling that is difficult to explain, shooting back is a different feeling all together. I finally earned my Combat Infantry Badge (CIB). I was the last member of the platoon to earn this badge. On the second day of our mission we got word that one of our own was wounded. The person wounded was by far the best Solider in our unit. It came as a shock to me because just four hours prior to the incident I had a conversation with him. 26 years in the military is what this man gave to his country. Five years of that were in the Marine Corps and the next 20 were with an Army Ranger Regiment. There are numerous stories that have been posted on the internet about this man over the past week
He deployed to combat locations worldwide several times over his career, participated in several of our country’s most sensitive missions. He also played an instrumental role in the rescue of Jessica Lynch. We did not know any of this information about the man until we read about it on the news.
If I had only one word to use to describe this warrior that word would be humble. A few days after the incident we got word that our brother in arms passed away. I don’t care what you think of war, I do not care about the politics of war. This man was a true hero, a warrior that cared deeply for his men and the mission.
Death comes to us all! Most of us will die as old men, maybe in a nursing home. We might be mourned by a few but shortly after our demise we will be forgotten.
Our brother did not die a meaningless death. He died from wounds he sustained on the battlefield. He died from wounds that he bore from our nation’s longest war. He will never be forgotten.
The current state of our country depresses me. What was once considered good is now bad what was once considered bad is now good. Our moral compass is broken. Today’s generation did not deserve this man. Our fallen hero was an old soul and his life was that of a life that could have been taken right out of a novel about our nation’s Greatest Generation.
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