Tag: army
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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 there and watch it. You could visit with the cook. Some of the cooks were legendary, very popular folks. I…
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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 forget being proud of my Grandfather for reading Progressive Farmer magazine when I was a kid. He always kinda grunted…
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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 for a second tour after I left the unit. They said he went crazy over there. I asked for a…
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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 Sincgars radios. We were chatting about it on the radio. Burnley was next to me, we had made a little…
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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 lives. It always makes me look at myself. Look inward. Try to place blame on……. On……… I guess I have…
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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 Soldier that wanted his momma real bad. I had a Soldier that made up lies. Crazy lies, for no reason.…
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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 had a new baby at home, a life I wanted to get back to. Oh well. Another group was already…
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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 hang out with the Airborne Messiah, one on one. We hadn’t really seen each other in a few years, we…
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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 did you want to be Airborne?” I was in the middle of the Non-Commissioned Officer of the Year board for…