SFC Rob just messaged me. “Jerry died.” I guess I’m just getting to that age now. My friends are dropping like flies. Stroke, cancer, suicide, heart attack. It makes me realize that; my Army buddies […]
The tryout……. An essay by William Marshall
When I first saw them, I knew that is what I wanted to be. They just looked different, cool school heroes. They wore their LBE different than the rest, way up high. It kept their […]
Your ego is “your” devil, your ego is “the” devil……….. An essay by William Marshall
The evil in your head, comes from your ego. That is the devil, there is no other. I made my ego, you made yours. We decided long ago somehow. Your devil tells you stories. Stories […]
God is not in control………….. An essay by William Marshall
God is not in control, not like we may think. God set things going, provided the atmosphere for growth, but God isn’t pointing a mouse button and moving things around. God is just the concept […]
Blood Wings…….. An essay by William Marshall
Is it hazing? I always wondered about that. Can you voluntarily be hazed? I don’t know of a single JM that ever “turned down” blood wings. It was a right of passage. Sometimes it was […]
The class of my life…………. An essay by William Marshall
I got a message, our new Battalion Commander, was coming to JM School, as a student. Dan said, “Looks like your big boss is coming this class, you are gonna be 1st Stick leader, he […]
Pineapple Greenberg……… An essay by William Marshall
When we went to church Sunday, we noticed a pillow propped up next to our rocks on the corner. It was a pretty pillow with a pineapple on it. It was upside down. Bella and […]
3000 rounds a minute………. An essay by William Marshall(subtitled check out that stache)
In a real battle, a real battle, the key was keeping it fed. The capacity was half the size of it’s bigger self propelled cousin, the tank version. The Towed Vulcan Air Defense system fired […]
Gun Power switch to on……….. An essay by William Marshall
Its declassified now. We are now able to wear combat patches and the appropriate awards but when it was happening, not so much. Operation Prime Chance, google it.The commander of our barge, a Navy Captain, […]