14 September

Hillah, Iraq. Last mission. This is our last mission. I am really ready to go home. We marshaled up in the waning light, and I sat in the vehicle fidgeting. I long ago developed the habit of carrying my weapon with the barrel down, the magazine resting on my thighs to support the weapon’s weight. […]

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15 September

Hillah, Iraq. If it was possible to combine a graduation with Christmas, season with a dash of Spring Break, and top with zests of St. Patrick’s Day (the adult version, not the primary education pinching variety), you would have an approximation of what being pulled off line felt like. Our gear was packed, and we […]

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