The entire country went to shit soon after the riot my buddy and I survived in Mosul in early May of 2004. In discussion with the senior intelligence officer in View More ›
A Soldier’s Story is a new style of writing for me, and I hope I was able to convey the universality of the combat soldier.
I truly believe the military medical system was ordered to limit the number of PTSD diagnoses they gave out for fear of the massive cost ramifications to the government and View More ›
Mosul, Iraq—The spring and summer of 2004 in Mosul was fucking terrible. The heat, the gnats, the mortars, and the jihadi hood rats were all out in full force. It View More ›
I was alone, on leave, and traveling through Europe not too long ago. Looking back, I really should not have been traveling alone—but plans I’d had to link up with a buddy of mine had fallen through.
Our conversation soon became a pseudo chess match. I would say things like, “Tell me more about yourself,” and “How did you learn English so well?” He would counter with, “Enough about me, tell me about what you do in the U.S. Tell me about life in the U.S.”
Diyaa jumped off the front of the Pander, and let’s just say he began briskly walking away, the fear showing on his face. He was scared shitless for some reason. View More ›
By late April, we had probably conducted at least 20 missions in and around Baghdad looking for WMDs and HVTs. Obviously, we never found any WMDs, but we did find View More ›
It was an eery gray outside. The black of the metal and cinder block buildings contrasted with the light grey of the night sky. I was able to make out View More ›
As the ground war continued to make huge gains in terms of defeating the remaining Republican Guard units of Saddam’s Army, we prepared to insert into Baghdad. As we sat View More ›
To this day, when I close my eyes, the little Angel is there looking at me. Her innocent face and body drenched in blood, with that blanket wrapped around her, View More ›
As soon as the insurgent pulled the trigger on his AK-47 and the first rounds hit me in the chest and side, I woke up. I immediately felt the adrenaline View More ›
My armored cavalry troop (B Troop, 1-4 CAV) was stationed at FOB Normandy in mid 2004, outside the town of Muqdadiyah, in eastern Iraq. One night, the Special Forces A-team View More ›
In August of 1968 I was on an ops as an Assistant Team Leader on a Heavy LRP Team. We were inserting to do a stay behind ambush. A Reaction View More ›