Late 2005 I was assigned to 2-35 Infantry Regiment, 25th Infantry Division, Schofield Barracks, HI. I re-enlisted into the Army after almost a three year break in service. On my previous enlistment, I served in the 505th Parachute Infantry Regiment from the 82nd Airborne Division. All the new soldiers to include myself were standing in formation waiting on the Battalion Command Sergeant Major (CSM) to speak to us. I was the only Private First Class with a Combat Infantryman Badge, an Expert Infantryman Badge, and a combat deployment to Afghanistan. The CSM began by welcoming us to the unit and asking who wanted to go to the Scout Platoon. Several of us in the formation raised our hands. The CSM looked at my right shoulder and saw my
Who was the 442nd Regimental Combat Team? What did they do? When was the team formed? This is the historical story of the team that became the most decorated team in history. They fought magnificently in the field of battle and made chapters of history in the military.
This position enabled me to liaise with H&HS Squadron MCAS Miramar FRO frequently where I learned a great deal. While serving in this position I was able to volunteer to
SGT. Barrett and I contacted a suspicious vehicle in the parking lot that was parked in an unlit area at approximately 2300 hours. Once outside of our vehicle I started flanking toward the right side of the white Nissan Maxima, as the windows were darked out. SGT. Barrett went to the driver side of the vehicle, where the door was ajar, with a male sitting in the driver's seat with his feet planted on the ground I heard what sounded like a dense metal object fall onto the pavement from the driver's side of the vehicle.
SGT Edwards and I were both called into the Commander office about paperwork he was just handed and wanted to know when you were offically getting med -boarded from the Army. SPC Gonzalez, this is not the first
Dear Friends and Family of Chief Warrant Officer Trevor Wilson and Major Pain, I still remember the first time I met them on February 23 1996 in the Reception Building. Me and Chief Warrant Officer Trevor Wilson and Major Pain. We rode on the bus together from the airport, we were so scared shaking in our boots as some might say. When ever we see the first drill sergeants we all broke a sweat on our foreheads. I remember a kid in the back behind Trevor that actually passed out because the drill sergeants where yelling at him.
When the Colombian Battalion reached land immediately settled in over a hundred tents, where they could comfortably organized eighteen men. They were close to Ethiopian troops, with the Colombian troops made a great relationship. Therefore, they shared stuff with them, by that time Ethiopian soldiers everyday asked for Colombian coffee, or some just wanted to try Colombian food. It was great time; it was clam before the storm.
The 34th, operating as a unit of the 24th Infantry Division along with many others endured some of the most horrific combat, under awful weather and terrain conditions during the War in the Pacific. The 34th Infantry Regiment securing the island of Mindanao lasted until late September of 1945. Their efforts resulted in upward of 22,000 Japanese soldiers surrendering. More than 10,000 Japanese Soldiers died in combat on Mindanao. From April to August of 1945 approximately 820 U.S. soldiers were killed in eastern Mindanao and 2,880 were wounded.
It was December 1st. My first day in the colonial army, it was horrible all i saw was snow and dead bodies the scene made me shake in the soles of my shoes. The estimated amount of people dead so far was about 1,800 to 2,500. It was absolutely freezing and i wanted to go home, i was confused and couldn’t think straight. Men were dropping like flies and the stench of death was all too real.
I’m a 24 year old sergeant in the United States Army, and I have been in this division for just under a year now. My division is the 501st infantry company, filled with some of the allied forces’ youngest, but most skilled, soldiers. My C.O., Captain Paul Metcalfe, leads the routine runs that every division is expected to complete. He was one of 17 British-born men in our platoon. The 501st was a small group, consisting of roughly 100 men, with five 20-man platoons.
Since I was ten years old, I have been a member of the Young Marines, a program dedicated to the enrichment of youth. Aside from my family and school, this organization has had an incredible impact on my life, not only providing me with many unique and amazing experiences, but by shaping the foundation of my character by instilling in me the three core principles of the Young Marines: Discipline, Leadership, and Teamwork and also by emphasizing the importance of community service. I have had many amazing and unique experiences as a Young Marine which included the challenges of promotion to become the senior ranking officer, learning many new skills such as CPR, teaching Drug Demand Reduction, leading and mentoring the members of the Unit, going on encampments and traveling. In my sophomore year, my Unit Commander, a Korean War veteran, selected me to travel with him to Seoul. Every few years he chooses a Young Marine to take to South Korea based on merit.
Fall Hike in October I’m running out of my house, slamming the door behind me and shouting, “I’m free!” at the top of my air-filled pink lungs. I get a few weird looks from the neighbors that are outside and a few from even the one’s inside but they’re used to my usual crazy outbursts. I don’t know if I should be worried by that or not.
I woke to to the smell of bacon. I assumed that Jenna had breakfast already made, as she always does. Bacon and eggs, every Sunday. I walk into the kitchen,
Today is April, 1944 and something weird is going on today. while my family and I were hibernating in our homes all cozy, the next thing we know is that we are taking into a truck with other people. I was so terrified as if an Arrow suddenly struck my heart, paralyzing my body. Although I do not know what we have done or who these people are I am just happy to be with my family. I really hope that goes fine until I figure out what is really happening.
Life at Valley Forge Brave, have no fear of someone or something. American soldiers represent bravery. The huts of the soldiers were very long and wide. The fireplace was in acceptable condition. No beds in the huts just straw and mud.
The Fourth Battalion of the 27th Infantry As my father and I sat at the kitchen table, I assumed my dad, Scott Garland, would have somewhat serious responses for being in the Army for 6 years. As he thought about the military all of his life changing memories flooded back to him. He had been stationed in many places and remembered each and every one of them.