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This page is dedicated to my brothers and sisters in arms and to all those who have gone before.You fight the good fight and our Nation is counting on you.


RECENT DEVELOPMENTS
SELECTED FOR SFC/E-7 FY99

Here are just a few of the assignments that I have had. Presently I am O/C at JRTC. It's a great assignment. You get to work around true professionals.

Prior to that I was a Platoon Sergeant in F co, 52nd INF, I Corps Long Range Reconnasince Surveillance. In Ft.Lewis,WA. Without a doubt the best assignment I ever had. Those troops gave me faith in the future of our ARMY.We didn't like FT. Lewis until we left. The grass is not greener.

Before that I spent three and a half years as a Ranger Instructor in 5th RTB in Dahlonega Ga. A very interesting assignment. I also met my lovely wife,Carmen there. Dahlonega is a pleasant little mountain town.

Prior to that I spent eight years in 2/505th. P.I.R. (2-Panther) 82nd Airborne Division. This is a place I think every troop should have an chance to soldier at. Great tradition!!! Everything before that is a blur,(PVT. in Ft.Benning)*smile*. Hope you have enjoyed your visit.

Me, Ft.Polk 1998


Looking like Rambo,1990

NCO's of the Scout Plt 2/505, 1988

"Rangers Lead The Way"
1986

Me, 1990 in the bloomin desert

My Recon team,Feb.1991
Waldron,Barrios,Harris,Wilson,Me

Again in a desert. Dahab,Egypt 1989
Me and Mark Figley another desert!!! 1990

Desert rat, 1990

My Platoon at FT. Lewis,WA 1997

Guard duty. Daharan,SA 1990



WHAT IS A VET?

Some veterans bear visible signs of their service: a missing limb, a jagged scar, a certain look in the eye.

Others may carry the evidence inside them: a pin holding a bone together,a piece of shrapnel in the leg - or perhaps another sort of inner steel: the soul's ally forged in the refinery of adversity.

Except in parades, however, the men and women who have kept America safe wear no badge or emblem.

You can't tell a vet just by looking.

What is a vet?

He is the cop on the beat who spent six months in Saudi Arabia sweating two gallons a day making sure the armored personnel carriers didn't run out of fuel.

He is the bar room loudmouth, dumber than five wooden planks, whose overgrown frat-boy behavior is outweighed a hundred times in the cosmic scales by four hours of exquisite bravery near the 38th parallel.

She is the nurse who fought against futility and went to sleep sobbing every night for two solid years in Da Nang.

He is the POW who went away one person and came back another - or didn't come back AT ALL.

He is the Quantico drill instructor who has never seen combat - but has saved countless lives by turning slouchy, no-account rednecks and gang members into Marines, and teaching them to watch each other's backs.

He is the parade - riding Legionnaire who pins on his ribbons and medals with a prosthetic hand.

He is the career quartermaster who watches the ribbons and medals pass him by.

He is the three anonymous heroes in The Tomb Of The Unknowns, whose presence at the Arlington National Cemetery must forever preserve the memory of all the anonymous heroes whose valor dies unrecognized with them on the battlefield or in the ocean's sunless deep.

He is the old guy bagging groceries at the supermarket - palsied now and aggravatingly slow - who helped liberate a Nazi death camp and who wishes all day long that his wife were still alive to hold him when the nightmare come.

He is an ordinary and yet an extraordinary human being - a person who offered some of his life's most vital years in the service of his country, and who sacrificed his ambitions so others would not have to sacrifice theirs.

He is a soldier and a savior and a sword against the darkness, and he is nothing more than the finest, greatest testimony on behalf of the finest, greatest nation ever known.

So remember, each time you see someone who has served our country, just lean over and say Thank You. That's all most people need, and in most cases it will mean more than any medals they could have been awarded or were awarded.

Two little words that mean a lot, "THANK YOU".

Remember November 11th is Veterans Day

"It is the soldier, not the reporter,
Who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet,
Who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer,
Who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier,
Who salutes the flag,
Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag."

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