My buddy listed his as, “I won’t run out of ammo again.” Wow, some of my friends sound militant. I guess maybe that is because they are. We are. I was trained just like […]
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I want to talk to an adult……. An essay by William Marshall
He screamed, it was almost at the top of his lungs. “I want to talk to an adult.” There really wasn’t anyone else around. I mean people were here, and there. But I was kinda […]
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 […]
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 […]
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, […]
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 […]
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 […]