Posted on 04/12/2004 4:54:22 AM PDT by The Mayor
Hey ! Did ya'll hear yet ?? Jean Keri announced his pick for VP !!Here's the ticket !:
This is LEGIT, too !! haha !
Whoa ! A double post ! I'll have it removed ...
I started reading a new book.
We all should dedicate the next 40 days reading one chapter a day. Great book, great message.
You might be wondering if the 'new' Marines in Iraq are comporting themselves well, keeping alive Corps pride in their reputation of dedication and excellence.
I received it Saturday from an old friend of mine, who was in the Marine Corps from 1949 to 1953...."our" Conflict!
He (retired Sears executive) and his wife live at Emerald Isle, NC, a block from the beach, his wife from Jacksonville originally.
(They met when he was stationed there.)
We have used their beach house twice in the 80's, and visited their permanent one last in 1993.
That, of course, is a stone's throw from Camp Lejeune, and many of the homes around him belong to retired Marine Corps officers, who are friends of his.
One of those Colonels sent this e-mail letter to him from two Marines in Iraq right now. (The mail was originally sent to two of the Marine wives, one of whom passed it on to the retired colonel.)
For obvious reasons, I deleted the name of the two senders....
hope it will give you some idea of how it really is -
and how MARINE CORPS SPIRIT LIVES !!
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Dear Ladies, the last two days have been the hardest two days this battalion has faced in over 30 years. Within the blink of an eye the situation went from relatively calm to a raging storm. You've known that since arriving there has been violence; attacks have been sporadic and mostly limited to roadside bombs. Your husbands have become experts at recognizing those threats and neutralizing them before we are injured. Up to this point the war has been the purview of corporals and sergeants, and the squad they lead.
Yesterday the enemy upped the ante.
Early in the morning we exchanged gunfire with a group of insurgents without significant loss. As morning progressed, the enemy fed more men into the fight and we responded with stronger force. Unfortunately, this led to injuries as our Marines and sailors started clearing the city block by block. The enemy did not run; they fought us like soldiers. And we destroyed the enemy like only Marines can. By the end of the evening the local hospital was so full of their dead and wounded that they ran out of space to put them. Your husbands were awesome all night they stayed at the job of securing the streets and nobody challenged them as the hours wore on. They did not surrender an inch nor did flinch from the next potential threat. Previous to yesterday the terrorists thought that we were soft enough to challenge. As of tonight the message is loud and clear that the Marines will not be beaten.
Today the enemy started all over again, although with far fewer numbers, only now the rest of the battalion joined the fight. Without elaborating too much, weapons company and Golf crushed their attackers with the vengeance of the righteous. They filled up the hospitals again and we suffered only a few injuries. Echo company dominated the previous day's battlefield. Fox company patrolled with confidence and authority; nobody challenged them. Even Headquarters Company manned their stations and counted far fewer people openly watching us with disdain. If the enemy is foolish enough to try to take your men again they will not survive contact. We are here to win.
The news looks grim from back in the States. We did take losses that, in our hearts, we will always live with. The men we lost were taken within the very opening minutes of the violence. They could not have foreseen the treachery of the enemy and they did not suffer. We can never replace these Marines and Sailors but they will fight on with us in spirit. We are not feeling sorry for ourselves nor do we fear what tomorrow will bring. The battalion has lived up to its reputation as Magnificent Bastards.
Yesterday made everyone here stronger and wiser; it will be a cold day in Hell before we are taken for granted again.
(Names deleted)
I am leaving a poem today that I suspect many of you have seen before, but it is one of my favorites and fits well with our military monday tribute.
May God watch over our troops and bring them home, safe and sound, to their loved ones and a grateful America.
I am a small and precious child, my dad's been sent to fight. The only place I'll see his face, is in my dreams at night. He will be gone too many days for my young mind to keep track. I may be sad, but I am proud…My daddy's got your back. I am a caring mother. My son has gone to war. My mind is filled with worries that I have never known before. Everyday I try to keep my thoughts from turning black. I may be scared, but I am proud…My son has got your back. I am a strong and loving wife, with a husband soon to go. There are times I'm terrified in a way most never know. I bite my lip, and force a smile as I watch my husband pack. My heart may break, but I am proud…My husband's got your back.. I am a soldier. Serving Proudly, standing tall. I fight for freedom, yours and mine by answering this call. I do my job, while knowing the thanks it sometimes lacks. Say a prayer that I'll come home…It's me whose got your back. |
God Bless Them!!
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