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That's awesome fella. A lot of my civi friends are like that also, I was hopeless with money until I met my wife, then I really screwed the nut, and now I'm in a position like you.
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Military service, and your thoughts on why you served your country!
That's awesome fella. A lot of my civi friends are like that also, I was hopeless with money until I met my wife, then I really screwed the nut, and now I'm in a position like you.
Many of the same reasons you did, I was a scrapper in my younger years. I wrestled in high school and a recruiter for the Marine Corps got me with the ol' "if I can do more push ups than you, you gotta give me ten minutes of your time". The city I grew up in offers little to no opportunities for a young man unless you want to gangbang or sell drugs for a living. Also, seeing 9/11 happen live, I figured since my family came to America for opportunity, I didn't want to waste it so, what better way than to serve your country. Semper Fi. Much love brother.
I did with my son but that was back in 2007 , I can say he went in as a.boy and came out a man 👍 I'm not so sure about the impact on his life today's military will have on him
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I've seen some of your pics, and we have chatted about this before, glad you showed up.
It's a subject I float with him, but he's young. At the moment, he's happy focusing on his Kickboxing.
Hope he's kicking ass and taking names.
So I guess they do let homosexuals in the Army over there.
My question is, If you were given orders to shoot civilians of your own country during a civil unrest situation.. protesting over a Covid type lockdown / protesting against a corrupt politician ect.. would you do it?
I have relatives that fought on both sides of the civil war as well as ww2 with Patton
I was inspired at an early age and wanted nothing more than to join the Military. Our family had relatives who served in World War 2 in the Army, my Grandmother was a shop worker who made B-17s. My Step-Grandpa was in the Navy as a LST operator/pilot
My Oldest Uncle was a Drill Sergeant and served sometime around the Korean war and Vietnam not sure of the details.
My Dad was in the Navy on an Aircraft carrier that deployed in the early Vietnam War he had a few stories but did not talk much about what he did.
My Uncle was in the 1st Air Cav in Vietnam did three tours, numerous awards/medals, killed a shit-ton of gooks from the air and ground. Ironically the nicest most peaceful guy out of all my Dad's brothers.
My uncle on my Mother's side was a tanker and trained at Ft Knox with the M-60 during the Cold War.
So when I took interest my Dad tried to talk me into the Navy and tried hard gave me posters and photos and what not. But While I liked the Navy and Airforce I really only wanted to be in the Army. I learned to shoot at a very early age and was rather good at it. Took to firearms well and had a solid interest. Had a mechanical and electronic interest and read a lot of books on the military. Did four years of ROTC and three on the Rifle team.
Did four years in the 25th ID going to guam, Okinawa, JRTOC and Operation Uphold Democracy in Haiti
Came back home and did four more years in the 265th ADA as a Avenger crewmemeber
My Oldest Uncle was a Drill Sergeant and served sometime around the Korean war and Vietnam not sure of the details.
My Dad was in the Navy on an Aircraft carrier that deployed in the early Vietnam War he had a few stories but did not talk much about what he did.
My Uncle was in the 1st Air Cav in Vietnam did three tours, numerous awards/medals, killed a shit-ton of gooks from the air and ground. Ironically the nicest most peaceful guy out of all my Dad's brothers.
My uncle on my Mother's side was a tanker and trained at Ft Knox with the M-60 during the Cold War.
So when I took interest my Dad tried to talk me into the Navy and tried hard gave me posters and photos and what not. But While I liked the Navy and Airforce I really only wanted to be in the Army. I learned to shoot at a very early age and was rather good at it. Took to firearms well and had a solid interest. Had a mechanical and electronic interest and read a lot of books on the military. Did four years of ROTC and three on the Rifle team.
Did four years in the 25th ID going to guam, Okinawa, JRTOC and Operation Uphold Democracy in Haiti
Came back home and did four more years in the 265th ADA as a Avenger crewmemeber
Seems a perfect fit for you. Navy might be more up your alley.
That was a good story... Thank you for kicking some Jewish ass in quote unquote Israel (Palestine). I gotta say I respect you for it (even though we would most likely end up in a bar fight at the pub after about only an hour of talking politics while drinking, haha.. slainte'🍻).
Now to answer your questions... Me and my family on both sides have a very long line of military service. Starting off with me, I pre-enlisted for the USMC at the age of 17 and shipped out to boot camp at MCRD San Diego 2 days after my 18th birthday back in 2008. After that I completed SOI at Camp Pendleton. My MOS was 0311 Infantry. During my time we were at war with Afghanistan and still had troops in Iraq.
My pops was drafted into the US Army to serve in Vietnam. He was a Communications Specialist during the years of 1966 and 1967.
My dad's father was not in the military during WW2 but worked in a ammunition factory for the war effort. My dad's mother gave birth to him during the war in 1943. Also during this time my mother's uncle was a pilot in the Italian military. His plane was shot down defending Sicily by the British.
My grandpa's brother was in the US Army. He fought and died during WW1 in 1917 on the plains of France. His body was blown to pieces by artillery. My mother's side also had a relative in the Italian military during WW1. He survived but not much more is known.
My dad's side immigrated to America from Ireland shortly after The Great Potato Famin. His great grandfather served in the civil war for the Irish Brigade, NYC Regiment. He survived the war and participated in some minor conflicts in the New York State Militia.
Ever since I could remember I was completely obsessed with history, war, and becoming a soldier. My pops would tell me of our families service and that was all I wanted to do, until I became a early teenager. My ambitions changed at that point and I started hating the government and especially LAW enforcement. Even though I started working legitimate jobs from 14 years old and on, I got heavily involved in organized crime. Primarily drug/weapon/human trafficking, fencing, and debt collecting. I didn't care about myself or what happened to me, but I saw what it did to my mother. She watched on as close friends of mine that she damn near considered her own children died and received double digit sentences down state. And I watched on as the DEA and tactical gang units destroyed the house she worked 2 jobs 7 days a week for, because of me. She was always accepting and lenient about it all but scared of the extent it went to. So one day a buddy of mine was talking to a recruiter and he gave me a business card. Even though I couldn't stand any type of authority and constantly contemplated suicide, I decided I would bite my lip, do my 4years, get out and live a normal life doing construction.
Me hugging my mother on leave shortly after boot camp.
Now to answer your questions... Me and my family on both sides have a very long line of military service. Starting off with me, I pre-enlisted for the USMC at the age of 17 and shipped out to boot camp at MCRD San Diego 2 days after my 18th birthday back in 2008. After that I completed SOI at Camp Pendleton. My MOS was 0311 Infantry. During my time we were at war with Afghanistan and still had troops in Iraq.
My pops was drafted into the US Army to serve in Vietnam. He was a Communications Specialist during the years of 1966 and 1967.
My dad's father was not in the military during WW2 but worked in a ammunition factory for the war effort. My dad's mother gave birth to him during the war in 1943. Also during this time my mother's uncle was a pilot in the Italian military. His plane was shot down defending Sicily by the British.
My grandpa's brother was in the US Army. He fought and died during WW1 in 1917 on the plains of France. His body was blown to pieces by artillery. My mother's side also had a relative in the Italian military during WW1. He survived but not much more is known.
My dad's side immigrated to America from Ireland shortly after The Great Potato Famin. His great grandfather served in the civil war for the Irish Brigade, NYC Regiment. He survived the war and participated in some minor conflicts in the New York State Militia.
Ever since I could remember I was completely obsessed with history, war, and becoming a soldier. My pops would tell me of our families service and that was all I wanted to do, until I became a early teenager. My ambitions changed at that point and I started hating the government and especially LAW enforcement. Even though I started working legitimate jobs from 14 years old and on, I got heavily involved in organized crime. Primarily drug/weapon/human trafficking, fencing, and debt collecting. I didn't care about myself or what happened to me, but I saw what it did to my mother. She watched on as close friends of mine that she damn near considered her own children died and received double digit sentences down state. And I watched on as the DEA and tactical gang units destroyed the house she worked 2 jobs 7 days a week for, because of me. She was always accepting and lenient about it all but scared of the extent it went to. So one day a buddy of mine was talking to a recruiter and he gave me a business card. Even though I couldn't stand any type of authority and constantly contemplated suicide, I decided I would bite my lip, do my 4years, get out and live a normal life doing construction.
Me hugging my mother on leave shortly after boot camp.
Gotta respect all that, except MAYBE Northern Ireland. Does that mean you fought the IRA?
Who cares... just sounds like an excuse to me.
Sounds like he was a good man
Rank don't mean much. The guys in infantry barely make it to E-3 Lance Corporal, even though we the ones taking heavy casualties. While pencil pushers and all that other bs move upwards of E-5 Sergeant. Shit... I was discharged as a E-2 PFC, but that's because I got NJPd for going UA for 3weeks.
I wouldn't, unless I knew for sure he was right for it and that he is 100% aware of what he's getting himself into. But even then I don't know cuz I really don't trust my government at all.
Sounds like we have a similar background
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Absolutely not. I had a lot of conflicting beliefs when I signed up as it was. Honestly I also had a lot of regrets too. I even frequently daydreamed of a military coup that could demolish our government so we could scrap and rebuild something better than this bullshit that we have. But most of the people are such brainwashed sheep and gung-ho ready to do ANYTHING their told in the drop of a dime. Honestly I never cringed so much in my entire life than I did during my service. But then there's those guys that are way more down to earth and they become your brothers. And you all make a pact that we just gana get thru this contract alive and move on with our life. So you just do what you gotta do to protect those few brothers next to you.
Semper Fi brother 💪🏽
You would know, you’re all about seamen.
I tried to join at 18 and at the time I was serving a shipyard apprenticeship. I failed a medical because of my feet which I don't understand as I was a lot fitter than most and was always in the gym or running and cycling. I did go to Afghanistan as an MoD civilian doing two stints of one year at a time and was surprised to see that only around 2,000 of the nearly 12,000 soldiers there ever went out the wire, the same 2,000 were more or less rotated. A lot of my family served through the years and I remember as a young boy seeing my great Uncle a lot he was a sorry state by then as he was machine gunned while fighting in the trenches in WW1 but survived but was partly disabled, he had a son who also served.
Boots to sand pimp, never was at sea. Oh, wait...I get it now, you were trying to roast me. I could never take anything seriously from a guy who makes reggae music.
Semper Fi brother 💪🍻
you just like your music gay not re-ggae
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