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Rocket’s red glare
15 Dec 2004 | No Comments | Continue reading »
At 1500, Arabic Standard Time, The Iraqi Intervention Force’s 2nd Brigade, 9th Battalion arrives in Camp Manhattan. Ten Advisory Support Team members will be eagerly awaiting, literally chomping at the bit to get some hard core training under way. But what can four days accomplish? It had better be volumes, because 19 December is the [...]
Bombs away
6 Dec 2004 | No Comments | Continue reading »
Camp Striker, Bahgdad. Somewhere beyond the perimeter defenses, surrounded by the low hum of generators and fog swirling round my feet, someone is trying to kill me. The first mortar round hit while I was watching Spy Game, starring Robert Redford and Brad Pitt, approximately two-thirds of the way through it. The Lebanese militia was [...]
Kuwait part deux
4 Dec 2004 | No Comments | Continue reading »
The smell of exhaust hangs in the well deck like a black curtain. The vehicles have been idling now for over an hour and the lower V reeks of diesel. I’m anxious to splash and hit the Kuwaiti pier. Hell, we all are. I glance from my vantage point in the troop commander’s hatch of [...]
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Born in the year of the Dragon, the author grudgingly accepts the fact he has too many interests and not enough time. A cyclist as long as he can remember, an avid yet inconsistent writer since age eleven, and a U.S. Marine since age twenty-one, the author also adds computers, snowboarding, and motorcycles to his list of interests. Incidentally, he is aware of his inability to make a living from any but the Corps. The author accepts this as fact and remains optimistic. Feel free to drop him a line.
