tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616339.post1034774231217581472..comments2023-08-20T04:44:26.157-04:00Comments on A Soldier's Thoughts: Personality TestZachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788548920729883920noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616339.post-34493945352881484942008-02-11T11:58:00.000-05:002008-02-11T11:58:00.000-05:00hey outstanding journal or what ever this is. im ...hey outstanding journal or what ever this is. im 16 turning 17 over the summer and plan on joining the service. my reqruiter told me that if i join when i plan on joining that after i go to boot camp and AIT, my unit will be going straight to baghdad about 1 week after i get out and get all settled in. he asked me if id be ok killing any one and i didnt know what to say...he said the reason why he was asking was that i was going infantry, and thats probably more than likley what ill be doing within the first week. i mean im all up for serving my country and fighting for our nation, but the thought that im going to come face to face with some one that doesnt even know me but wants me dead only becuase of who i am and what i stand and fight for...truely in all honesty im friggen scarred. already this war is traumatizing me and im not even close to going to iraq yet. my step-dad is a veteran of the war in iraq and hes shared some stories that on each occasion i heard them i had startling nightmares of haunting proportions, and with the fact that ive seen him have flashbacks and seen his PTSD at its peak...ive seen nobody or anything benifit from this war. but still i have a sense of duty, this war has become personal in so many ways. freinds i love... gone and never returning, the once lovable step father i once had, i feel like its my turn to participate in the defending of our freedom so that we can live in a peaceful world...or die fighting for one. i would like to ask you a few questions...some personal,(about your service, of course), about alot of things in regards to how the war has effected you and a few others. any advise you can share, any help you may offer would be graciously appreciated. thank you and by the way awesome job with this website journal thing. you can reach me at my email at dirtywurm69@yahoo.com or you can contact me on www.myspace.com/kev_in_jail ... i hope to hear more from you. highest regards and a sharp salute. <BR/><BR/>Rec. K.Nieves USMCAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616339.post-48834863994279354152007-11-18T03:11:00.000-05:002007-11-18T03:11:00.000-05:00sarge, you are mah he ro; cannon fodder and defend...sarge, you are mah he ro; cannon fodder and defending your masters to the end. thanks for looking me in the eye.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616339.post-4485652193227950862007-11-10T12:43:00.000-05:002007-11-10T12:43:00.000-05:00When I returned home from Vietnam in 1969, the "di...When I returned home from Vietnam in 1969, the "did you killed anyone" question got inserted into virtually every conversation, once the other person became aware that I'd been there. I started counting how quickly it was asked, and it was mostly within the first three questions. From my brother's girlfriend to family acquaintances, didn't matter. I was in the infantry, what did they think we did? And like you, I would watch their eyes when I answered. Mostly, I think they asked for the same reason people slow down to look at bloody auto accidents. It was a cheap thrill, but they had no context about what happened or why.<BR/>Your views on your experience will likely change with the years. Those who served with you will probably mean more to you with the passage of time. I hope you will be proud of your service. The soldier doesn't make the policies, but pays the price. There is honor in the willingness to put your life on the line for a principle and for strangers, regardless of what you might feel about the political decisions that put you there.<BR/>Welcome home!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616339.post-59462084752773441142007-11-04T22:34:00.000-05:002007-11-04T22:34:00.000-05:00My son (16) asked a friend's fiance, who was home ...My son (16) asked a friend's fiance, who was home after his second tour, this question. Before Blair could answer, I clipped the little monster up the back of the head and asked him if he would ever ask his grandfather or two great-uncles that question. Shame faced, he said no.fjbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13120081721262176259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10616339.post-64447984685874574242007-11-01T20:52:00.000-04:002007-11-01T20:52:00.000-04:00I like the way you handled that situation: verball...I like the way you handled that situation: verbally straight forward and factual, and using your face and body language to get your point accross. <BR/>It's so nice to know you got the job you wanted and you and Tara and the kids have a new home.<BR/>You're so deserving, and hardworking. <BR/>sincerely,<BR/>Kate M.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com