Originally Posted by CCBoy
Lol, along with the illuminating cameramen...who no longer was granted unaccompanied entry.
As part of a unit that spearheaded that operation, you and I may have crossed paths a time or two. You may have remembered me. I was the scared private attached to a Ranger Regiment who was scared ****less after encountering sniper fired in Grand Anse during a tense three hour drama.
I had only been in my unit for about two months before I wound up in the bite. Thank God for 'Puff The Magic Dragon' to save our bacon.
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
Henry David Thoreau, Walden (1854)