Category: army
Eggs to order………… An essay by William Marshall
It was a thing in an Army mess hall. Eggs to order. You had a personal chef, he would cook you an egg or an omelet almost any way you wanted it. You could stand […]
I like being Progressive……….An essay by William Marshall
Is there any other way? What are we supposed to do? Am I confused about our agreement in life? I thought it was to learn to do things better, to progress in life……… I’ll never […]
He turned bisexual………. An essay by William Marshall
He turned bisexual, that’s what I heard, that’s what he told me. He was describing one of my former Soldiers. He was a solitary lone wolf when we were in Korea together. K went back […]
The election night dump……….. An essay by William Marshall
This was the night of the hanging chads. Remember that election? Bush and Gore. We were on Peason Ridge. We had a rotation in town. We had tuned into the local TV station on our […]
Whose to blame (Your life matters to me)………… An essay by William Marshall
Most of us have been touched by suicide. If you haven’t, it will come. It is particularly confusing to us when we watch our mentors, our leaders succumb to some crazy call to end their […]
I had a transgender Soldier……… An essay by William Marshall
I did. I had a gay Soldier, I had a bi Soldier, I had a Soldier that wanted to wear make up, I had a Soldier that pee’d his bed at night, I had a […]
We are on strike 1SG……… An essay by William Marshall
It was spring of 1991, we were stop lossed in Korea. We couldn’t go home even though our time was ended for the one year tour. I was one of them. I was stuck. I […]
Who’s the baddest……… An essay by William Marshall
He had been drinking Coors Light and telling stories the whole night with a big smile. Somehow the two of us bumped into each other out at Bliss and I actually got a chance to […]
If you ain’t Airborne, You ain’t Shit……… An essay by William Marshall
“If you ain’t Airborne, You ain’t shit!”, that’s what I told the Command Sergeants Major. There were seven of them in front of me and one behind me. I was responding to the question, “why […]