Tag: memories
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It is my job to judge you………… An essay by William Marshall
I asked him in my best military tone, “Say again?” “Yep,” he said, “Basically, if I read the Bible correctly, it is my job to judge you and help you to see the error in your ways, according to the Bible. You should understand that you are wrong and lost in your sin, in accordance…
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Strike in Advance vs. Turn the other cheek…… An essay by William Marshall
USA is opposite of Christ…… right? We employ, Strike in advance, strength through power, defy me and I destroy you. Whereas Christ recommends the opposite, turn the other cheek, help no matter what, wash the feet of, condemn not lest yea be condemned……. USA is opposite of Christ……. Let’s forgive others their transgressions and we…
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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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Cherryyyyyyyy!!!!!! An essay by William Marshall
The Cherryyyyyyyy just seemed to go on and on. In my world of the 82nd, if you dropped something in the mess hall, fumbled your weapon, messed up just a little somehow, and you heard it from your buddies……. Cherryyyyy!!!@@@@ AATW!
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Rogan said, “I love you too!” …….. An essay by William Marshall
I was sitting next to my daughter in Austin, TX. It was a very nice BBQ restaurant. We were visiting her and had just left Top Golf. I looked up and Joe Rogan and a buddy was being led right to the table next to us. I watched him appear on the deck and start…
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18 hours away…… An essay by William Marshall
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 someone…


