Veterans of TOO.COM

["J"]

While there, I always felt the highest threat to the troops I commanded, working daily with ANA and other Afgan nationals, was the insidious insider threat. Feels much the same with the radicalized liberals in this country.

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In a heartbreaking development, WV National Guard member Sarah Beckstrom, 20, not expected to recover — her father Gary says, per NYT

This would be first Armed Forces KIA by the enemy on US Soil since 9/11 2001. Prior to that, Dec 7, 1941.

"Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?”

And I said, “Here am I. Send me!"

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Keep'em your prayers this Thanksgiving.

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Reporting she has passed….

 

["J"]

Something I had never heard before ….

An Official Journal Of The NRA | Arms Of The Mail Guard Marines

While difficult to imagine today, brazen armed thefts of the U.S. Mail in the 1920s became all too common and beyond the abilities of mail personnel to handle. Enter the U.S. Marines—armed to the teeth.

www.americanrifleman.org

 

[Jackalope]

Came across this picture from 25 years ago. Rucked up the three tallest mountains in mainland South Korea in one day. Each about 6k in elevation. 45lb ruck. Ruck to the top and back down, hop on the truck and go to the next one. Before each one we were given a brief on the battles and lives required to take the peaks. Rucking up them I remember thinking about the men who took each of those summits inch by inch under heavy fire carrying ammo, charges, and weapons. When the terrain would suck worse than usual, and in some spots it SUCKED, i remember a few spots where it was so steep I had to lean so far forward to counter the ruck i could have touched the ground with only half an outstretched arm. When the quit started creeping in I'd remember those guys and what they would have given for such an easy ascent to the top. I could see them in my minds eye sitting along the trail, rifles in their lap, bloodied, dirty, cold, smoking a cigarette, some covered in tarps. I wasn't about to quit and turn around failing felt like i was failing them, all I had to do was keep putting one foot in front of the other. If memory serves me correct it was a total of 32 miles and 18k feet of elevation. All total i think it took 22 hours. That skinny fucker was a ruck marching SOB.

Bottom left kneeling. The guy I'm grabbing hands with was Darel from Brooklyn. The guy top right was Joey from LA, often confused with one of our KATUSAs (male mandatory service soldiers in south korea). Then you had my Bama ass. Coast to coast. The other guy is just some dork ass captain .