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No matter how your day begins or ends, there is always something to be grateful for.

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Deployed Straight to HELL: he doesn’t exist, but his story doesWhen you spend so much time with people, they become your family. Marines already consider each other to be their brothers and sisters and have this sort of automatic family connection, but when you train the way we have and do a mission like this you really develop a tight bond that almost rivals one you might have with real family.
It took us 3 fucking, long-ass nights to track down Mountain Eyes. He said he almost lost the trucks that carried the weapons a couple of times, but stayed with them. He did a good job of leaving breadcrumbs for us to follow. In those 3 nights we started to worry for the fucker. Wonder if we’d see him again. It started to weigh on us and you could feel mood shift. Then you start thinking about all the other shit in your life, like your own family. My dad. My 4 sisters. Carrie, my fiance. Mostly dad, though, and I guess it must have been the thought of possibly losing a brother that made me think of Dad when we were losing Mom.  [Continue reading » Deployed Straight to HELL- entry4]

Deployed Straight to HELL: he doesn’t exist, but his story does
When you spend so much time with people, they become your family. Marines already consider each other to be their brothers and sisters and have this sort of automatic family connection, but when you train the way we have and do a mission like this you really develop a tight bond that almost rivals one you might have with real family.

It took us 3 fucking, long-ass nights to track down Mountain Eyes. He said he almost lost the trucks that carried the weapons a couple of times, but stayed with them. He did a good job of leaving breadcrumbs for us to follow. In those 3 nights we started to worry for the fucker. Wonder if we’d see him again. It started to weigh on us and you could feel mood shift. Then you start thinking about all the other shit in your life, like your own family. My dad. My 4 sisters. Carrie, my fiance. Mostly dad, though, and I guess it must have been the thought of possibly losing a brother that made me think of Dad when we were losing Mom.  [Continue reading » Deployed Straight to HELL- entry4]

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