Category: Stories

Speaking My Mind –Cody

Before I joined the Marine Corps, I had a lot of patience and was always known as the nice guy. I used to hold back my feelings and not give my two cents on a situation unless it was really important to me. I had a long fuse, and not a lot bothered me. If somebody was talking shit about…

My First Real Test –Nick Kuehn

I looked down at my hands to avoid the glare of the ambulance lights; they were giving me a headache. The kind of headache that sets in right behind your eyes, the kind that feels like you got hit in the face with a hammer. My hands felt tight, stiff almost. I guess the blood would explain it. My gloves…

Turning the Other Cheek –Austin

This is the story of a very fortunate and yet unfortunate event. Fortunate in the sense that brothers, from all walks of life, are brought closer to each other and what seem to be simple things are not so simple anymore. Unfortunate in the way that one of my brothers bled for the reasons that 99 percent of America will…

Memories –Anonymous

Hurry up and wait. It’s the age-old dilemma of military members around the globe, and that was exactly what we were doing one morning in Afghanistan in 2013. I remember being extremely tired from staying up the previous night for radio watch, so I was spacing out most of the time while we waited. As soon as I saw the…

The One and Only Wog Day! –Shane

Wog day is a die-hard naval tradition that’s been around for hundreds of years. It is an initiation ritual that happens to all newbie sailors who cross the equator for the first time on board a ship. Veteran sailors who have crossed the equator at one time or another and who went through the ritual are called shellbacks. Newbie sailors who have not…

Time Off the Road –Nick

For the first time in five months I wake up and do not have to worry about going on the road or having hours of mind-numbing guard to worry about. For the next 45 days my only job is to be down at the gun line every day for 12 hours. Forty-five days away from the day-to-day grind of missions during…

To Protect and Serve –Nicholas

My phone goes off. It’s 2:30PM, time for me to get up and go to work. With a sigh and a grudge, I go through my morning routine of getting cleaned up and dressed. On my way to work, I think to myself “Hopefully tonight is a quiet night.” I laugh uneasily at that thought because I may have just…

The Journey Begins –Cole

August 8th, 2011, was the day I left for Navy boot camp. The night before I shipped off to Great Lakes, Illinois, I had some of my best friends over for a little party. Two of my best friends from school came and stayed late, probably until 1 or 2 in the morning. I went to bed scared and skeptical of…

Enough for Me –Brian

After basic training, I trained for one year in San Antonio, Texas at a hospital named BAMC before going to Scott AFB. My training was unique in that I worked at a level 1 trauma center in the emergency room that also saw civilians. During this time I saw patients in gang shootings, car accidents, and those who had been…

The Morning After –Anthony

I’m starting to get the feeling back in my numb fingers as I lay in the sun, trying to thaw out from the chilly October night I just spent in the mountains. It’s early morning, and we are all tire from the all-night mission. All I want to do is sleep, but the mud hut porch I’m sprawled out on…