No matter which moment in our history we choose to look at, we’re bound to see a society filled with blood and hatred. 633 more words
It was the Year of Our Lord 1988, 0527hrs, summertime in Fort Hood, Texas…Battalion-level field evaluations. Young Corporal P was in the T.C. hatch of his dreaded M-901 ITV…three minutes from stand-to (an old Army practice of having the entire Battalion start their armored vehicles in unison so that, in theory, the “enemy” would not know where individual armored vehicles were located…but in practice, the “enemy” knew where your whole damned Battalion was located!) My loader was on guard duty…outside of the track…patrolling (making coffee) and had just woke me up. 1,797 more words
This corporal pilot went out and bought himself an American flag for his first active deployment.
He was now under new employment.
He got his first assignment as a fighter pilot for the proud Black Knights. 269 more words