Battle of Ed's Shed

USA National Flag

The day started out uneventful. Not unlike other late-March or early-April days in North Alabama. That would all change in a matter of hours. After eating lunch I walked into the backyard, water bottle in one hand and a mechanics rag in the other to my newly built shed (last summer). It is elevated to keep out water and both legged and legless creatures. Inside my mowers and lawn tools awaited me. I opened the door and was caught in a hasty ambush.

USMC Flag

Dozens of huge red wasps swarm at me. I dashed left, spun, taking one out with the rag, and made a hasty, yet tactical retreat. From a safe distance, I performed a quick recce and identified at least four enemy encampments (nests). I returned to my FOB--Forward Operating Base (garage) to quickly don my body armor (shirt and hat) and arm myself with both a long-range weapon (Raid Wasp and Hornet Spray) and close combat breacher (broom). I checked my med kit (medicine cabinet) to verify I had appropriate emergency medicine (Benedryl), then fueled up on Go Juice (Dr Pepper). Like many warriors before me, I shared a tender, heartfelt moment with my wife (I hollered at her saying I was going back outside).

Ed's Shed

All my training kicked in. I approached from an angle that provided both cover and concealment. I crept closer and was soon at the jumping-off place. I noticed their scouts flying in a protective formation. I checked my weapons and steeled my nerves. With a Rebel Yell, I flung open the door and attacked. I hit the first nest in the very back. Quickly re-aimed and hit a second. By now the enemy had scrambled their air wing. Some went high. Some went low. It was a nightmare--an evil marriage of blitzkrieg and kamikaze. I felt them zipping by my face; trying to sink their stinger missiles in my flesh. I bobbed. I weaved. I zigged. I zagged. I start yelling at them. DIE YOU SONS-OF-BITCHES! I took aim--leading them and shooting them in midflight. First one, then another. The battle turned bloody. Hand-to-hand, or at least foot-to-wing. Blood and guts stained the deck a brownish-red. I was then in a position to attack the most well-fortified encampment: in the A-frame directly above the hatch (door). Adrenalin coursing through my body robbed me of saliva. With a dry mouth and a "thousand-yard stare," I took aim and fired twice. Both hitting the target. I quickly cleared the nests with the breacher.

Enemy KIA

I stood alone on the field of battle. I felt a little light-headed, dismissing it as the post-battle shakes. The Fog of War. Everything was hazy. No, more actually foggy. It took a moment to realize it was the "fog" from the spray can. I reached for my gas mask only to realize I left it at FOB. I retreated to a safe overwatch distance.

Enemy KIA

After a while, I return to perform a BDA (Battle Damage Assessment) and get a body count. Lying on the deck were the remains of the enemy. Thirty-seven confirmed enemy KIA. There is no greater honor than to give your life for your country or cause. Today, I gave that honor to my enemy. You are welcome.

For nearly 240 years Marines have fought in some of the bloodiest battles. Montezuma. Tripoli. Belleau Wood. Iwo Jima. Chosin. Khe Sanh. Fallujah. Now we add one more storied battle to the annals of USMC lore: The Battle of Ed's Shed. Close your eyes and you can hear an all-male squad of Marines singing “Marines' Hymn”. An American flag blowing in the breeze.

I have already been approached by some publishing houses wanting my story. Clint Eastwood wants to bring it to the big screen. I would agree to all provided they leave out the final scene. My wife laughed from the Rear Echelon (back deck) telling me I looked like a drunk fat man attempting kung-fu movements while experiencing some sort of seizure.

Perhaps I should not have killed all the wasps and allowed one to sneak behind our lines.

Semper Fidelis!

"The Lord Helps Those That Help Themselves"

Baskett"s Illustrated 1717 Elephant Folio "Vinegar Bible", including six engraved maps.

Alex, I will take "Things Not in the Bible but That Won't Stop Me From Saying So" for 5 Million (illegal aliens)".

One thing we know for sure: The Madrassas Obama studied at as a young child did not teach American History or the Holy Bible. Remember in 2008 on the campaign trail he boasts he had "...been in 57 states--I think one left to go"? In 2011, while in Honolulu, he said Hawai'i was part of Asia. However, these pale in comparison with his two recent attempts at quoting the Bible.

In his prime-time address a couple of weeks ago he said this: "Scripture tells us that we shall not oppress a stranger--for we know the heart of a stranger--we were strangers once, too. My fellow Americans, we are and always will be a nation of immigrants. We were strangers once, too."

Earlier this week in Nashville he offered this: "The good book says don't throw stones at glass houses, or make sure we're looking at the log in our eye before we are pointing out the mote in other folks eyes." He also drew an analogy of the Christmas story of Joseph and Mary implying they were strangers in a foreign land and no one would give them refuge.

My first observation is his aversion to referring to the Holy Bible as such or simply "The Bible". Instead, he uses euphemisms like "scripture" and "good book". Why can't he call it what it is? He has no problem quoting surahs and referring to the Qu'ran as 'The Holy Qur'an'.

Moving past that, let's examine these two references. Starting with the first, I have searched for what he said and cannot find the exact wording in any verse in most of the popular translations. It is most likely from Exodus either 22:21 or a 23:9.

The first states, "Do not mistreat or oppress a foreigner, for you were foreigners in Egypt." The second, "Do not oppress a foreigner; you yourselves know how it feels to be foreigners because you were foreigners in Egypt."

File photo of President Obama speaking in Nashville, TN (DEC. 2014).

To understand scripture, you must first look at the original language, in this case, Ancient Hebrew, the times of the events juxtaposed by cultural customs, the personalities of the writer(s), and compare singular verses to the entirety of the Bible. (NOTE: This is not all a serious Bible study student does. It is not my intent to be overly theological. Before any Bible study, one should begin with prayer, meditate on the scriptures, and seek God's wisdom and understanding. So please do not focus on my not including these in my overview.) With that in mind, place these two verses in context. The children of Israel, the Jewish people, moved to Egypt because of a drought. They lived there for a long time peaceably and coexisted with Egyptians. However, their numbers multiplied at a faster rate and the Egyptians became fearful of this. They then made the Jews their slaves where they lived in bondage for 400 years until Moses demanded of Pharaoh "Let My people go". Chapters 20 thru 24 take place after the Pharaoh released the Jews and they were traveling thru the desert and are camped at Mt. Sinai. Recognizing they were a free group of people or a community, they needed a set of laws to govern. The Ten Commandments were given to Moses in Chapter 20. These are moral laws. Chapter 20 thru 24 are part of the Sinaic Covenant which includes society laws (fair treatment of foreigners, widows, orphans), criminal laws (murder and bodily injury), etc.

With that in mind, let's examine two words, oppress and foreigner. The first, oppress, according to Strong's Concordance #3905 (לָחַץ Lachats) means to press, crush, afflict, force, distress. Remember, the Jews were made slaves and knew what being oppressed meant first hand. However, there is a huge difference between what 'scripture' means and the intent of his amnesty executive order. Obama is giving them medical benefits, public housing, free school lunches, workers' compensation, etc.

The second word, foreigner, or in some versions, stranger or sojourner according to Strong's #1616 (גֵּר Ger) means guest or someone living among others temporarily. Again, this is not the case. These illegal aliens came here with the intent to stay, not be a temporary guest.

Finally, addressing his second attempt referencing throwing rocks in glass houses and Joseph and Mary. His "good book" might contain this tidbit but the Holy Bible does not. To me it sounds like it should follow, "Confucius say, people in glass houses should not throw rocks, Grasshopper". As for his Christmas story, he alleges Joseph and Mary were strangers in a foreign land. Once again it is a swing and miss. They traveled to Bethlehem because they had to return to their legal city of residence to be counted in the census. They were from Bethlehem. Basically, they were going home. Not strangers.

Artist depiction of Mary and Joseph traveling to Bethlehem.

For many, these little misquotes mean nothing. His supporters argue it is the message he is attempting to convey. If that is the case, then it is okay for a used car salesman to say whatever he wants just to put you in a car. How would you feel about that? Perhaps you remember, "if you like your [health insurance] plan you can keep it. If you like your doctor, you can keep him". Words have meanings. We are accountable for the words we use. If I gave the wrong words in my response (phrased in the form of a question) to a Jeopardy clue, I cannot then argue with Alex Trebek that everyone knew what I meant.

It is like, he and some on the Left are trying to sell their amnesty position by invoking God, tugging on emotions, and thinking we must do something. Perhaps they subscribe to the maxim "The Lord helps those that help themselves". I am sure this appears in a book somewhere, perhaps even a good book, but it is not in the Holy Bible. But don't be surprised if you might hear someone say it is just to sell an amnesty program.

Just a Typical December Morn

Archive USN photo showing USS Arizona's magazine exploding.

I woke to a still, tranquil Sunday morning. It is a bit cloudy here with a crispness in the air. Just a typical December morn.

Today, on an island in the Pacific, they will wake to a mostly clear day with high clouds. Just a typical December morn.

Probably not much different than a SUN morning in 1941 when the Imperial Japanese Navy attacked the US military base at Pearl Harbor, HI. Residents woke expecting to go through their normal routines, coffee while reading the newspaper in view of the blue Pacific waters, attending church, and perhaps some sleeping in from a night of dancing.

Typical newspaper headline.

At 0749 local time, Japanese air-attack commander Mitsuo Fuchida tells his telegraph operator to send a message: to to to (attack). He then commanded a second transmission, one regrettably we all know: to ra to ra to ra (attack, surprise achieved). Some Japanese pilots misunderstand the message (there is a space of time between the letters "o" and "r". Without the space, the word becomes TORA, Japanese for Tiger. Many of them were aware of a Japanese proverb "A tiger goes out 1,000 ri (2,000 miles) and returns without fail". They took this as their own personal mission.

At 0755 local time, the first bomb was dropped—five minutes too early. The Japanese ambassador was delivering a declaration of war on the USA and hostilities were scheduled for 0800 local time (Hawaii).

At 0950 local time, the first wave of the strike force was arriving back at their carriers, while the second wave started its attack. Minutes later, the second wave was leaving Pearl returning to their carriers.

120 minutes.
318 US ships and airplanes were destroyed.
1,000 wounded.
2,500 killed.

The news of the surprise attack would take its time to reach the eyes and ears of the American public back on the mainland. Some learned of the news in theatres when the movie was interrupted, and the patrons told. Some heard the news while clustered in public meeting places. Others heard the news as they gathered around the family entertainment system—a radio. When they woke earlier in the day, they had not expected this. Just a typical DEC morn.

USS Arizona Memorial.

I have often thought about the moment right before a person's world is torn asunder. The moment right before a tragedy occurs. The moment right before there is no longer "normal". We all have individual moments: when we learn a loved one has cancer; when we learn of a death from an MVA; when we learn the baby miscarried. I remember the moment right before pain would consume my body. However, these moments were experienced as individuals. The attack on Pearl was a moment we shouldered as a nation. A shared experience.

No one expected the morning events of December 7, 1941, any more than the morning events of September 11, 2001. Yet, they happened and to all, it seemed like a typical morn. We grew stronger as individuals and collectively as a nation. But let us never forget the "date which will live in infamy" that started as just a typical December morn and may we always 'Remember Pearl Harbor'.

May God Bless America.
For God, Country, and Corps, I shall remain - 

Semper Fidelis

We Are The Marines

I am a US Marine. I shall remain a Marine until the day God calls me home. I have not worn the uniform or received any military pay in years, but I have never stopped being a Marine. Marine is a title that I earned and claimed over 30 years ago.

I am no different than any other that has worn the uniform bearing the Eagle, Globe, and Anchor. I am never alone because Marines leave no one behind and we take care of our own. I am part of a brotherhood that many will never understand. We were forged under pressure allowing the fire to burn out all the dross, leaving behind the tempered spirit and strengthened body of a warrior.

Major Samuel Nichols was the first Marine and served as the first Commandant. The second Marine, Robert Mullan was a bar owner. He was commissioned as a Captain and became the first Marine Recruiter. The first Marines swore allegiance to a fledgling country on 10 NOV 1775, in a Philadelphia, PA bar called Tun Tavern. By their service, they helped plant the seeds of the Tree of Liberty. Their spilled blood watered the seedling. Their blood runs through the veins of every Marine that has come after. This blood, this life force bands us together as brothers. This blood, this Esprit De Corps, connects every Marine, has been shed to protect this Country.

"We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. For he today that sheds his blood with me, shall always be my brother." -- William Shakespeare | Henry V 

Blood that was spilled in “every clime and place”.

1stSgt Brad Kasal, 13 NOV 04.

Blood that clumped the desert sands of the Barbary Coast in a place called Tripoli.

Blood that ‘striped’ the Halls of Montezuma.

Blood that was sweetened by Cuban sugar.

Blood that mixed with the mud at the bottom of European trenches.

Blood that stained the sand on South Pacific beaches.

Blood that froze on a reservoir called Chosin.

Blood that dotted hillsides and valleys of Far East jungles.

Blood that painted the barrack walls in Beirut.

Blood that was spent liberating Kuwait.

Blood that ran as thick as sweet crude in Iraq.

Blood that blackened Afghanistan deserts.

“We have fought our country’s battles” in places like Chapultepec, Tripoli, Belleau Wood, Tarawa, Iwo Jima, Okinawa, Inchon, Chosin, Da Nang, Hué, Khe San, Beirut, Kandahar, Fallujah, and Mosul.
We will continue to voluntarily go to “far off Northern lands, and sunny tropic scenes” and do whatever is necessary. We will “fight for right and freedom”. It is what we were destined to do, We are Marines.

Once we earned the title, we are accepted into the Brotherhood of Marines. We become warriors and we draw on the legacy of all previous Marines. We are strengthened by this legacy, and in return, we strengthen the Corps. We are defined by our character that consists of three values: Honor, Courage, and Commitment.

Honor: First and foremost, each Marine must adhere to a code of personal integrity, holding himself accountable for his actions, and do everything in his power to not soil the reputation of the Corps.

Courage: We must have the courage and moral fortitude to do what is right, whether on the battlefield or “back on the block”.

Commitment: We commit ourselves to a higher standard and are determined to never give up and never quit. We dedicate ourselves to achieving excellence. We live out our motto of Semper Fidelis—Always Faithful—to God, Country and Corps in all that we do.

We know and accept we are Marines 24/7/365, in and out of uniform. “Once a Marine, Always a Marine”. We are the standard for which others model. We are the benchmark for which others strive. We are the First to Fight, we are the Leathernecks, we are the Devil Dogs, we are the Few, we are the Proud, WE ARE THE MARINES.

Each 10 NOV, I take a moment to reflect on my time in the Corps, who we are and what we do. I think about the Marines that came before me, their legacy, and sacrifices. I think of the Marines currently serving dealing with their injuries. I think of those that gave their all. I am filled with pride, gratitude, and sadness. I listen to the Marines' Hymn. All of this puts a lump in my throat. I then lift a glass of Jack Daniels and say, “here’s health to you and to the Corps”. Guess this is only fitting since the Corps started in a bar.

Thank you United States Marine Corps for making me the man I am. Thank you for all you have done for this country and the World. Thank you for 239 years of serving proudly. Happy Birthday Marines.

OOH RAH!

“The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.” - Thomas Jefferson

[Note: For mobile users, the Commandant's birthday message is below, but does not appear on some mobile devices. If you would like to view this touching message, click on this link.]
Commandant's 2014 USMC Birthday Greeting

Just My "View"

Rosi O'Donnell (undated photo)

The other day, my and Tom Selleck's fav "View" host, Rosie O'Donnell shared her "view" on why we are bombing Syria: it is all about the oil. "Syria has a lot of oil. A lot of oil".
I am sure she knows a lot about nothing, and with these qualifications, she could appear before and testify as a Subject Matter Expert (SME). Hey, if Leo can address the UN on Lib Mythology, I mean "man-caused climate change" and Ben Affleck and Seth Rogan can testify before Congress on Africa, certainly Rosie can speak authoritatively on Mid-East oil production.

The problem that she and many of her ilk experience is they are high on emotion but low on facts. I have consulted the CIA Fact Book, US Energy Information and various other oil and energy production websites.

Facts:

USA produces 12.9% of total world production (11.1 M bbl/day) of oil second only to Saudi Arabia with 13.1% (11.7 M bbl/day).

U.S. crude oil production 1960 - 2014.

Syria produces a measly 0.46% or about 400k bbl/day. More importantly, their reserves have continued to decrease and by end of next decade, will import more than they export. This excludes export sanctions, meaning even without sanctions limiting exports, Syria's demand will exceed their supply/reserves. I will not even address the difference between Light and Heavy or Sweet and Sour and which types they produce and how difficult it is to get out of the ground. Just take my word, we have far more in North Dakota and part of Alaska and far easier to access and pump. Not to mention, we do not have to worry about getting shot or being gassed.

Comparing U.S., Russia, and Saudi Arabia

Rosie, many of your Liberal Lefty friends said we went into Iraq for the oil in 2002. Guess how many barrels the US and our allies (Canada, Great Britain,  Germany, Australia et al) pulled out of Iraq to date?  ZERO. ZIP. ZILCH. NONE. NIL. NADA. Incidentally, Iraq has 3.8%. Because of war and attacks from ISIS, they are still producing approximately 3.4 M bbl/day.

Instead of just making up facts to support your position, do some research. I would like to think we are bombing Syria and Iraq to stop a demonic force known as ISIS that is hell-bent on killing, destroying and terrorizing any and all that disagree with their beliefs.

Hopefully, somewhere deep within your being, you realize burying people alive, torturing and crucifying people, burning people to death, and beheading our own countrymen is wrong. We have the capability to right this wrong. We should and we shall. As far as I am concerned, we should march them all into a pool of Heavy Sour Crude and ignite it with a thermite explosive device. This burns at over 2900 degrees F. That might be sufficient to get them acclimated to the fire pits of Hell where they, I am sure, will spend eternity, sans virgins of any number.

Then again, this is just my "View"

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Happy Birthday Mr. President

Happy Birthday Mr. President. I was recently reminded I had not yet signed your

birthday card. To be fair, I am one of the 99% that has not. However, this is my birthday

OFA Birthday Meme

wish for you.

In keeping with your penchant for travel (at someone else's expense), I would like to send you and several of your closest friends (Eric Holder, Harry Reid, and Nancy Pelosi) to an all expense "Life" vacation at Historic United States Disciplinary Barracks. This lovely "Inn" is located just a short walk from US Army Garrison Ft. Leavenworth, in picturesque Kansas. Operating continuously since MAY 1875, it is the oldest facility of its kind in the United States.

Here, you and your friends will not have to plan a thing or do anything--the nice people plan everything for you. Your stay also includes appropriate apparel and a dining package. Again, this is at no cost to you. We the American tax payers are gladly picking up the tab.

Historic "Inn" along the banks of Missouri River.

The "Inn" has an exhaustive library of which I will personally make sure has copies of great works like THE US CONSTITUTION, THE FEDERALIST PAPERS, and biographies of great Americans like George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, James Madison, John Adams and Benjamin Franklin. I know some of these might not sound fun, but you could learn a lot from these books.

The "Inn's", Motto" "Our Mission, Your Future" symbolizes a "Can Do" attitude not all that far from your "Hope and Change". After all, you and your friends made it your mission to change OUR future.

You and your friends should feel safe and secure because it is a "Gun Free" Zone. Only members of staff and LEOs carry firearms. It is also a gated community with controlled access. In fact, it is much easier to enter the US illegally from the Southern Border than to penetrate the security at this location. Again, you should feel safe here.

JPATs Airline.

Before I forget, this trip also includes one way air accommodations aboard JPATS[i] Airlines. This is an exclusive airline few know about and they have an elite passenger list. People and even citizens of other countries are always trying to "con" their away aboard. I am sure you will recognize some of the passengers and with your singing voice and dance moves, I am sure you will make friends fast.

I am told in order to help you check-out of life's stresses, television viewing is at a minimum (so are computers and telephones—so you will have to leave your Blackberry at the check-in desk). The good thing about this, you will honestly be able to say you learned of terrible events from the news. Regardless, like now, no matter how bad the news, you will not have to worry about or do anything about it. Just relax.

Resort Attire.

Oh here comes your tailor. I think you will look good in that; your dark complexion and salt 'n' pepper hair will go great with that color. Besides, ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK.

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[i] Justice Prisoner and Alien Transport Systems

Paid In Full

(Note: This was originally published to my Facebook wall on 26 JUN 14 for Throwback Thursday, #tbt.)

What were you doing six years ago? (26 JUN 08) I will give you a hint. This date in 2008 also happened on a Thursday. Yeah, I cannot think of anything important I was doing either. However, there were a couple of important events associated with that day in History.

• The Supreme Court ruled in the District of Columbia v. Heller case, that the ban on handguns in the District was unconstitutional.
• A young, relatively unknown Senator from Illinois was still celebrating his nominee as the Democratic Party Candidate for President.

On the other side of the world, US service men and women were serving in harm’s way and seven men gave their lives.

Operation ENDURING FREEDOM XII (Afghanistan)
Staff Sergeant Edgar A. Heredia, USMC, 28 – Houston, TX
Sergeant First Class Matthew L. Hilton, USARNG, 37 – Livonia, MI
Sergeant First Class Joseph A. McKay, USARNG, 51 – Brooklyn, NY
Specialist Mark C. Palmateer, USARNG, 38 – Poughkeepsie, NY

Operation IRAQI FREEDOM
Lieutenant Colonel Max A. Galeai, USMC, 42 – Pago Pago, American Samoa
Captain Philip J. Dykeman, USMC, 38 – Brockport, NY
Corporal Marcus W. Preudhomme, USMC, 23 – North Miami Beach, FL

This is about one of those men.

A young, first generation Mexican (both he and parents are/were legal residents of USA) US Marine while serving in Afghanistan in support of Operation Enduring Freedom (OEF), gave his life. Staff Sergeant Edgar A. Heredia a Team Leader with 2nd MSOB (Marine Special Operations Battalion—MARSOC) was leading a team; their mission was to search and locate a suspected insurgent location between Farah and Herat provinces.

The Team made their pre-dawn search through a canyon on Humvees when they traveled around a near hairpin switchback to find their trail was blocked by a disabled Toyota Land Cruiser and a flatbed truck. The Team dismounted and set up security. The make-up of the Team included other MARSOC Marines, a US Navy SARC (Special Amphibious Reconnaissance Corpsman), a Special Forces Medic (Sgt. 1st Class Jonathan Clouse), and some Afghan National Army soldiers. To the West and East were high, near vertical cliffs; to the North a boxed canyon with only a few foot trails the insurgents were suspected of using; to the South the entrance to the canyon they had just traveled.

I can imagine everyone’s Spidey sense start tingling on overdrive. It was a perfect place for an ambush, but they pushed on. This was their mission and you don’t get to call in sick. The Team started seeing signs of recent activity: fresh tracks, litter, spent casings. In that moment between realizing you were about to be hit but before you could issue orders to fall back, all hell broke loose and descended upon them from above. Sniper fire, automatic weapons (machine guns), small arms fire, RPGs (rocket propelled grenades) and hand thrown grenades.

In the initial volley, several ANA soldiers, and Team Leader SSgt Heredia were hit. The Assistant Team Leader assumes command and starts directing fire and maneuver. The SF medic, SFC Clouse left his position guarding the Humvees, running towards the gunfire to help suppress the enemy and treat the wounded. He pulled them back to the Humvees and began assessing and treating. The SARC pulled another WIA to this position and was struck by sniper fire in his center left back, existing lower right front. SFC Clouse treated the SARC and could see other Marines and ANA soldiers wounded, but still fighting. He also saw SSgt “Eddie” Heredia lying motionless in the open.

By now, air support was overhead but due to terrain, suppressing and offensive fire was ineffective. Marines were able to drag Heredia to a more covered position where Clouse then moved him to the Humvees and treated him for a few moments before he died. Clouse continued moving “forward” bringing back more wounded. He took a lot of fragmentary and shrapnel injuries from RPG and grenades, one round hit his weapon, several in his “plate” (ceramic insert into Kevlar vest), and a round through his leg.

Because the air strikes were not suppressing the enemy fire, the medevac helicopters could not land and they were nearly “Bingo Fuel” (just enough fuel to return to base under current battle conditions) and the Team knew they could not hold out much longer. They decided during the bombing runs, they would pop smoke when air support was “inbound” and fire both SAWs. This allowed them to get the SARC loaded on a helo with other seriously wounded, then “drove like hell getting off the ‘X’ to safety”.

It only took a few moments to read this condensed essay on the firefight, but in real time it was four hours of constant, sustained fire. Of the seven men SFC Clouse treated, six lived. For his actions, SFC Clouse received a Purple Heart and Silver Star. He does not believe his actions heroic, “I only did what I was trained and paid to do”. He regrets he could not have saved SSgt Heredia. “If I only could have gotten to him sooner”.

Staff Sergeant Edgar A. Heredia joined USMC after graduating from Taylor High School in Houston, TX on 20 JUL 98. When asked why he wanted to enlist in military he said America had been so good to his family and just wanted to give back. His brother Sam commented, “We have a loyalty to this country, and we feel as though we have to repay it. He (Eddie) chose the Marines, and I went into Border Patrol”.

Serving in the Marines gave Heredia purpose and he loved it. He excelled at it and loved being a “grunt”. He volunteered, went through assessment and selection for Force Recon and later for MARSOC. Both Recon and MARSOC are special operations like USN SEALs and USA Special Forces. MARSOC reports to SOCOM (Special Operations Command)—outside of USMC Chain-of-Command, while Force Recon supports a MEF or Marine Expeditionary Force which is commanded by either one (Brigadier General) or two star general (Major General). He earned both MOSs Reconnaissance Marine (0326) and Critical Skills Operator—CSO (0372)

Heredia was born on 20 NOV 1979. He died 10,446 days later half way around the world. We have had many “Thursdays” in our lifetimes. On Facebook, we have the hashtag of “TBT” for Throwback Thursday to share with others something funny or special in their past. I guess the seven families of the men that died on this date on another Thursday, are not posting a fun, carefree picture from their past. Nor are their posts today about politics, soccer or other current events. I wanted to—in some small way—acknowledge their loss by posting about Eddie Heredia.

In a few days we will celebrate our 238th birthday of our Independence. Through the years, many men and women have died defending and protecting our way of life. Take a moment and say thanks for the men and women that willingly serve and their families. SSgt Heredia, you and your family no longer owe this country anything; your "debt" is Paid in Full. In fact, it is we that owe you.

Semper Fi, Marine.

Silver Star Citation for Sergeant First Class J.G. Clouse