[A.A. Cunningham]

The last thing I would do to distract myself in combat would be to light up or possibly give away my position to the enemy.

12 hours in a firefight and you'd be crying for your mommy. Pinheads like you end up getting fragged.

In the full-frame photo, taken after more than 12 hours of nearly nonstop deadly combat, Miller's camouflage war paint is smudged. He sports a bloody nick on his nose. His helmet and chin strap frame a weary expression that seems to convey the timeless fatigue of battle.

The photo was taken the afternoon after Charlie Company's harrowing entry into Fallouja under intense hostile fire, in the cold and rain. Miller was on the roof of a home where he and his fellow 1st Platoon members had spent the day engaged in practically nonstop firefights, fending off snipers and attackers who rushed the building. No one had slept in more than 24 hours. All were physically and emotionally drained.

[CROSSHIGHWAYMAN]

12 hours in a firefight and you'd be crying for your mommy. Pinheads like you end up getting fragged.

My daughter was in the WTC in 1993.

My next door neighbor was killed there in 2001.

My cousin's oldest son graduated West Point and is currently an FBI agent.

His brother, Scott, a Navy Seal and Notre Dame scholarship graduate just died At Ramstein in Germany.

He was on duty in the Ukraine and was out bicycling with two buddies last weekend when he was struck from behind by a speeding car.

He suffered a fractured skull, broken leg and severe brain swelling.

He required a ventillator to remain alive.

At 11 pm Germany time on Thursday, Nov. 11th, Veterans Day, his wife and my cousin and his wife turned off the ventillator.

My other cousin served two tours in Vietnam.

My father served 6 years in the Navy.

My brother 4 years as a Marine.

Don't ask me about my experiences!

How dare you jump to conclusions based on a single post here!!