Get Together by The Youngbloods
The #10 song in the country in 1969.
After two and a half months of aimlessly wandering the halls of Drill Instructor School, I noticed this poem for the first time today. It was sandwiched between a couple of Vietnam-era uniforms and assorted memorabilia in a display case, set back far enough [...]
Corporals Alexander, Sheedy, and Frew and I reflect on the past tour in Dulab and express our heartfelt goodbyes to those we’ll leave behind.
Rated PG13 for accidental strong language.
Dulab goodbye
Some reflection on the last nine years of my life in Corps, as well a spattering of currents events and future ops.
Rated PG
Nine year Marine Corps anniversary
Corporal Sheedy, formerly known as Lance Corporal, and I think deeps thoughts on a late night radio watch.
Rated PG13 for strong language
Deep thoughts at 2am
I figured it was time to introduce everyone to the motley crew I work with. Listen at your own risk…
Rated PG13 for accidental strong language
Getting to know 1st Squad
Too much fast food is never a good thing.
Rated PG
Supersize me
Packing up all my stuff for storage wasn’t as big a pain in the ass as I thought it would be. Only a few more days until I’m in country!
Rated PG
In the chute
It’s podcast time! For the debut, I’ve selected an exclusive, one time interview with none other than Pfc McKee and Pvt Crowley: stellar Charlie Company Devil Dogs! The Marines attempt to explain the circumstances surrounding their mysterious superficial wounds sustained from the weekend.
Today was a good day. I was back with my Marines. Back from [...]
Rated PG
Last call
Recorded from written text in Ramadi, Iraq. A wrap up, really, of a few things that stood out during my tour and what I did to cope.
It’s been seven short months since I put boots on the deck here in Iraq, and I’ll say will no hesitation I’m happy to be leaving. For [...]
Published: July 2nd, 2005Fear is a powerful motivator. It has made me run screaming from my basement in the middle of the day, with claws surely grasping mere inches from my shirt collar. It has pulled my bicycle tire at over 50mph down the rocky bluffs of Okinawa, Japan even though my tires were losing their sticky grasp [...]
Published: November 16th, 2004
