I spent a significant portion of my life 18 hours away from death. If not mine, someones. Someone was dying if I got the call. When I was in the 82nd Airborne Division, I spent years of my life 18 hours away from somebody’s death. Maybe it was mine. Maybe I had to kill someoneContinue reading “18 hours away…… An essay by William Marshall”
It was a big ruckus in the latrine, somebody had opened the door to the other side, I walked through to the Charlie side. There were Soldiers everywhere. I think it was a Sunday and we were off the next day for some reason. It was still daylight but not much longer. The day drinkingContinue reading “Wall Locker Ops C-9349………… An essay by William Marshall”
We felt like stepchildren. We were part of the Bastard Brigade, heck, we were probably the least wanted in the Bastard Brigade. Air Defense, 3-4 ADAR in particular had an identity crisis. The Bear famously announced, “we ain’t 3/4 of nothing.” We are Third of the Fourth Air Defense Artillery Regiment. And that was that.Continue reading “3-4 3/4 ADA ADAR identity crisis…….. An essay by William Marshall”
St. Mere Eglise, DZ to the Stars…….. An essay by William MarshallAKA, Elevator DZ, SF Only, Casa la Casa 212……….If you know you know, St. Mere Eglise, DZ to the stars…….
My vision for Heroes I Know………. An essay by William Marshall My generation is beginning to schedule doctor’s appointments more often than we schedule date nights. We are starting to feel the hurts, the pains, the cancers, the tumors, the results of all our hard falls and sudden stupidity.Because of this, we have realized thatContinue reading “My vision for Heroes I Know…….. An essay by William Marshall”
The Keys to Area J……… An essay by William Marshall There are a few things that unites paratroopers from the 82nd Airborne Division in a common experience.
Parachute Shake Out………. An essay by William Marshall It’s a job done in pairs. Some of the parachutes had so many sticks in there, it looked like a toothpick factory. Some parachutes just went up and down with no issues, most of those hadn’t released a canopy release assembly when they hit the ground. IfContinue reading “Parachute Shake Out………. An essay by William Marshall”
But Sarge’, I make good money off the Porno’s………. An essay by William MarshallI got the call shortly after midnight, Soldier in jail, in Raleigh. As of midnight, I was the new platoon Sergeant. The old Platoon Sergeant hadn’t left, he had just asked not to be the Platoon Sergeant anymore. He was the CommoContinue reading “But Sarge’, I make good money off the Porno’s………. An essay by William Marshall”
Division Review……… An essay by William MarshallPass in Review….. That is all you were waiting for. Even when you heard that, it wasn’t over, actually, that is when the “performance” began. Either way, Pass in Review is what we were all waiting for, begging for, crying for. We had done the same thing yesterday, twiceContinue reading “Division Review……… An essay by William Marshall”