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June 05, 2004
1/6 Marines in Afghanistan

Marine Sgt. Ryan West, of Lafayette, Indiana, a squad leader with the 22nd Marine Expeditionary Unit (Special Operations Capable) screams for his Marines to take cover as sniper fire impacts around them during a fight with anti-coalition militia in central Afghanistan. Photo by Gunnery Sgt. Keith Milks
On June 2 and 3, these Marines engaged in "the bloodiest fighting in Afghanistan since last fall". The 22nd MEF killed at least 25 anti-coalition militia. Three marines sustained minor injuries. Gunnery Sgt. Keith Milks describes the action:
Moving forward to the attack's point of origin, the Marines found and engaged Taliban insurgents hidden in the rocks of a nearby mountain. The Marines used fire and maneuver to fix the enemy and then called in air support to augment their attack.
During the ensuing four-hour firefight, troops on the ground were supported by Marine AH-1W Super Cobra and UH-1N Huey attack helicopters, AV-8B Harrier attack jets, and Army AH-64 Apache attack helicopters and Air Force A-10 Thunderbolt II ground attack aircraft."

PFC Riley Hubert keeps an eye on an alleyway in a village in Afghanistan's Oruzgan province as his fellow Marines search surrounding houses for Taliban insurgents and weapons caches. Hubert is an automatic rifleman assigned to 1/6 Marines, the ground combat element of the 22d Marine Expeditionary Unit
Photo by Gunnery Sgt. Keith Milks
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Memorial Day message
The Commanding Officer of RCT-7 gave this Memorial Day message to his Marines:
"Americans across the globe pause today to remember and honor our nation's war dead. Back home, in cities, county parks, farming towns, and backyards amidst parades, picnics and speeches our country remembers millions. We gather here today, in a dusty courtyard on an airbase in Iraq, to remember 23.
Many have told me over these last few days that this short talk should reverberate with words linking those we remember today to great causes and purposes. I do not have those kinds of words in me today. I don't need them. The truth has nobility enough.Our families and friends assemble today at their picnics and parades free of fear and terror. They assemble as the normal commerce of life in the U.S. proceeds apace, their children safe from the terror that stalks this globe. That sense of security and freedom from fear does not, however, make this enemy any less dangerous or any less real. This is a war against terror, fighting an enemy whose strategy is to focus his death and destruction on our families, our neighbors, and our citizens; an enemy whose tactics are designed to instill fear by killing our children in their homes as we stand helplessly by. That horror has moved away from our shores because men like you, and those men we remember today, are willing to endure the sacrifices required to engage this enemy here.
Each man we honor today paid the ultimate sacrifice, and when that moment of sacrifice alighted upon each Marine's personal battlefield, his feet stood fast, he stood to his duty, and he honored the loyalty of his friends and his fellow Marines. They were worthy of their country, of their forefathers, and of their buddies. We can pay them no greater honor than to paint each of them into our memory and to promise, each in our own way and each to our own thoughts, that we will never forget them.
And for as long as any here live, their memorial day will not be the last Monday in May; their memorial is their lives sculpted into the hearts of their friends, a memorial enduring for the generations all of you have left to live, a memorial that comes to life when we speak of them, laugh over their antics, cry over them, talk to our family and friends about them, or sit quietly and feel the pain of their loss to our fellowship.
As for me, I knew few of them personally, but I remember all of their names; I remember the hour and date of their death, I remember how and where they died, I know the names of those they left behind. And for the remainder of my days their memorial will be that remembering: that these young men I counted as my sons have far exceeded the honors of their fathers. "
In Memoriam
LCPL ARIC J. BARR
2ND Bn, 7TH Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Hit, Iraq
On 3 March 2004
PFC RICKY A. MORRIS
3rd Bn, 7th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received Husaybah, Iraq
On 17 March 2004
PFC BRANDON C. SMITH
3rd Bn, 7th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received Husaybah, Iraq
On 18 March 2004
CPL DAVID M. VICENTE
2ND Bn, 7TH Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Hit, Iraq
On 19 March 2004
PFC DUSTIN M. SEKULA
2ND Bn, 7TH Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Al Anbar Province, Iraq
On 1 April 2004
LCPL CHRISTOPHER B. WASSER
3rd Bn, 7th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Husaybah, Iraq
On 8 April 2004
CPL NICHOLAS J. DIERUF
1st LAR Bn
Died as a result of wounds received in Al Bu Jardin, Iraq
On 8 April 2004
LCPL ELIAS TORREZ III
3rd Bn, 7th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Sa'dah, Iraq
On 9 April 2004
CPL DANIEL R. AMAYA
3RD Bn, 4th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Fallujah, Iraq
On 11 April 2004
LCPL TORREY L. GRAY
3RD Bn, 4th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Fallujah, Iraq
On 11 April 2004
1STLT OSCAR JIMENEZ
3RD Bn, 4th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Fallujah, Iraq
On 11 April 2004
CPL JASON L. DUNHAM
3rd Bn, 7th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Husaybah, Iraq
On 14 April 2004
CAPT RICHARD J. GANNON II
3rd Bn, 7th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Husaybah, Iraq
On 18 April 2004
CPL CHRISTOPHER A. GIBSON
3rd Bn, 7th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Husaybah, Iraq
On 18 April 2004
LCPL MICHAEL J. SMITH JR
3rd Bn, 7th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Husaybah, Iraq
On 18 April
LCPL RUBEN VALDEZ JR
3rd Bn, 7th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Husaybah, Iraq
On 18 April
LCPL GARY F. VANLEUVAN
3rd Bn, 7th Marines
Died as a result of wounds received in Husaybah, Iraq
On 18 April 2004
LCPL BOB W. ROBERTS
C Co, 1st CEB
Died as a result of wounds received in Al Asad, Iraq
On 17 May 2004
CPL RUDY SALAS
1st LAR Bn
Died as a result of wounds received on MSR Tin, Iraq
On 20 May 2004
SSGT JORGE A. MOLINABAUTISTA
1st LAR BnDied as a result of wounds received in Al Anbar Province, Iraq
On 23 May 2004
CPL MATTHEW C. HENDERSON
C Co, 1st CEB
Died as a result of wounds received in Hit, Iraq
On 26 May 2004
LCPL KYLE W. CODNER
C Co, 1st CEB
Died as a result of wounds received in Hit, Iraq
On 26 May 2004
In April, Connie and I attended the funeral of LCpl Gary Van Leuven in Coos Bay, Oregon, the 12th Oregon Marine to fall while serving in Iraq. He died in the battle of Husaybah, trying to move another Marine who had been hit to safety. Connie's son was fighting with Cpl Van Leuven when he fell, and reports that he died a hero and a warrior.
In May, Connie, Janise and I attended the funeral of LCpl Bob Roberts in Portland, Oregon. He also died with valor, fighting for democracy and peace in a land that has known neither. This was the 13th funeral for an Oregon Marine. It does not get easier to attend these funerals.
Neither of us knew these brave young Marines before they died. Now, we will never forget them.
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Memorial Day by a Marine Corps Mom
Janise, another Marine Corps Mom, attended the Memorial Day service at Willamette National Cemetary last week. Here are her thoughts.
I began this Memorial Day by putting the finishing touches on cleaning my "Veteran's" apartment. Then I headed to the cemetary for a Memorial Day Service. I have been to the Willamette National Cemetary 3 times in the last year and I still have trouble getting there. I think most of my trouble comes from not paying attention to how I get there, mostly because I always find myself lost in thought about why I am going there. Today was not any different, I found myself thinking about my dad,a WWII Army veteran, my sons, my family and how very lucky I am. I was invited today by Debbie Bruns, Cedric's mom,to today's service. We decided to meet around 9 am. I had flowers for Cedric's grave. I parked where Debbie suggested and then walked and walked looking for Cedric's grave, #126 in section C or D near Mt Hood Dr. All around were little flags waving from the grassy grave sites of those military we were here to honor. As I walked I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated that there were so many graves that seemed to prevent me from finding Cedric's, It hit me as I read name after name how many tears must have fallen and still fall for these men and women. Willamette National Cemetary is one of 120 such in the United States, the rolling grassy hills are covered with memorials, flags, flowers and tears. Today was the 54th Annual Memorial Day Observance. I abandoned my search until after the ceremony, I needed help, I needed to find "my family". I found Peter, Debbie and Nick just before the ceremony began and we sat together. I met Lynn Bradach and Katie Bradach, Cpl Travis' Mom and Aunt for the first time. There were two Fly Overs by the Air National Guard 142nd Fighter Wing out of Eugene, Portland PD Bagpipers, keynote speaker, guest speaker, dignitaries, etc. As I sat and listened, I thought about my dad and wondered if he and others were looking down at us, the gathered mass, and what their thoughts and words might be. It was a very nice ceremony but I much more appreciated and enjoyed the company of the families I was there to honor. Seated on my left was Nick Bruns, Cedric's brother, whose arm I held and on my right was a lady I had never met. During the ceremony, when the bagpipers were playing Amazing Grace, she and I looked at one another, I took her hand and she held mine. After the song,she thanked me for being there and told me her husband was killed during the Korean War and her name was Judy. After the ceremony, we talked and I asked her what her husband's name and what branch of service he was in. She told me his name was Jack and he was US Army and also fought also during WWII. Judy told me he had gone into the service in 1944 when he was 16, just like my dad! I took this as a sign that my dad wanted me to know he was still watching out for me! After the ceremony, I got to visit with Bobbie Jones, Sgt Curtis Jones' wife, and his mom Claudia and Dad Jack. It was so very nice to talk with her. Bobbie is expecting their son Devon in October. We had a good laugh about some of Curtis' character traits. Sgt Curtis Jones was my son David's Sgt from the 6th ESB, 4th FSG. Of all of the deaths, perhaps his was the closest since he was one of David's mentors. When he was diagnosed with leukemia just before they shipped off to Iraq, David shared his sense of great sadness knowing he would not join all of them in the sandbox. He was unsure at the time if they would see each other again. Sgt Jones waited to get married until his unit returned, his wedding was a mere two weeks after they all got back last year from Irag. He wanted to celebrate the happiest day of his life with his "men". His death, like all of the others was sudden and unexpected.
Sgt. Curtis Jones died earlier this year from leukemia. Family of Sgt. Curtis Jones, 6th ESB. Wife Bobbi is due to have baby
Devon in October of this year. His mom is Claudia and his dad is Jack.
I also got to visit with Katie Bradach, Cpl Travis Bradach-Nall's aunt and his mom Lynn.We visited the graves of four USMarines, the first Marine that was killed was L Cpl Seth Jones who was killed in a helicopter crash in the year 2000. His mother Michelle was not there, but Debbie met her last year and puts flowers on his memorial all the time.
The next was LCpl Cedric Bruns. He was killed just before Mother's Day last year in Iraq.
Lance Cpl. Cedric Bruns, 22, of Vancouver, Wash., was a Prairie High School graduate who arrived in Kuwait in January 2003 for his first tour of duty overseas. Bruns was a combat engineer in a unit trained to do "anything from demolition to building," said Gunnery Sgt. Rick Nelson. LCpl Bruns died May 9, 2003 in Kuwait, when the pickup truck he was driving collided with a logistics support vehicle, similar to a flatbed truck.. Cedric's family: parents Peter and Debbie, brother Nick and Cousin Kelly with husband Mike and daughter Amanda.
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Cpl Travis Bradach-Nall was killed in July last year just as most of his unit was returning home to Portland.
Cpl. Travis J. Bradach-Nall, 21, of Portland, Ore., was remembered as a dedicated Marine who volunteered to stay in Iraq for an extra three months because there was more work to be done. Cpl. Bradach-Nall was killed during a mine-clearing operation July 2, 2003, near the south-central city of Karbala. Family of Cpl. Travis Bradach-Nall include mom Lynn (front left), Aunt Katie and family
The last memorial was that of Sgt Curtis Jones; he was a Persian Gulf War Veteran who died this past April of Leukemia.
All of the memorials need care, all of the families need support. I keep thinking about those men and women still serving, As Chaplain Horace Duke said, "I pray God will Bless America, bring them home safely, help us help those who need our support."
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June 04, 2004
Marines at Normandy
So, where were the Marines on D-Day? Check out this post from Eric at Straight White Guy.
Marines were present in the planning of Operation Overlord… most notably, General Harold D. Campbell, USMC…. he was an advisor to the British Staff of Combined Operations… he was awarded the Legion of Merit for his help in planning the amphibious assault…. Marines had been landing troops by sea in some of the bloodiest battles on the Pacific… so, their grim expertise was put to good use…… one of the Men that I had a chance to read about in my quest for ETO Marines, was Col. Peter J. Ortiz, USMC… he wasn’t at Normandy…. but, he was one of 51 US Marines who served with the OSS in Europe… seriously… follow this link, and read the whole page… he was one impressive Legionnaire AND US Marine… and, this article tells of various USMC exploits in the ETO... including D-day.... hearing of USMC sharpshooters during the invasion.... climbing onto the highest poing of their ships, and exploding surface mines with well-aimed rifle fire... well, that just harks back to the Birth of the Corps.. quadrafoil and all... but, back to my point…
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Good news from Iraq
It's working. Our Marines are winning. Here's another update from Major Dave Ballon in Iraq. A snippet is excerpted below; go here to read the rest.
One town in particular that we have been successful in is near Falluja. During the April fight in Falluja, the muj took the town over and used it as a base of operations of sorts. From all reports, they were brutal on the people and very quickly subjugated the town. During one of the ordered pauses in the Falluja fight, we chopped a rifle company off the line with a very aggressive battalion commander. Basically he was told that we thought the muj were running lose in the area and that he should head up there and "develop the situation." I have gotten to know this guy pretty well here. He is a very good commander and a tough guy. In fact, I remember telling him that if he went past a certain point, he would be decisively engaged. We had estimated that if he got into a decisive engagement, he could be outnumbered by as much as 5:1. You can imagine what he did. He took his Marines right to that point.Sure enough, the fight was on. It was a 360 degree engagement that lasted 8 hours. An 8 hour firefight is an eternity. To put it in perspective, this guy was in both OIF 1 battle for Baghdad as well as the Falluja fight. He states that the firefight up near this town was the toughest he has been in. We fired quite a bit of artillery and brought in a number of sorties of close air for them. By the time it was over, the estimates (now confirmed) are that they killed over a 100 muj. We could not understand why they kept coming but they did (more on that later). Throughout it all, very accurate mortar fire up to 120mm was falling inside the Marine position. Automatic weapons and RPGs were crisscrossing through the perimeter. The Marines just laid their in the micro terrain and squeezed of well aimed shots.
The Battalion Commander stayed that day until his guys broke the muj and he "owned the field" (his words). He then withdrew back to his original position. In the same town, we now have Marines living 24/7. They are conducting joint patrols with the Iraqi Police and the ICDC (Iraqi Civil Defense Corps). When they first arrived, the people were very standoffish and even hostile. Now we are getting more and more walk up intelligence (where the locals literally risk their lives in order to walk into our lines and tell us where the muj are). The reason for the turnaround is simple. We have pushed through the bow wave of intimidation and terror that dominated the town when the muj were there. The Marines did it through aggressive raiding and downright obstinate refusal to budge regardless of the costs. The people were watching the entire time and have made up their own minds where their best future lies. It has gotten to the point where the mujahadeen are now firing mortars indiscriminately into the town as it is the only effective means of maintaining any kind of influence over the people. Yesterday, they grievously wounded to citizens doing just that.
That is not to say that the town is a bed of roses for the Marines as we still have plenty of contact in the area and it is very dangerous but we are grinding them down and are about to put a good pounding on the enemy in the next few days. The people are talking and we are about to pay some more visits in the middle of the night. I could give you a couple more examples but it is a good illustration of what kind of work the Marines are doing every day.
There's more and it's all good.
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June 03, 2004
The Home Front
At eleven minutes after midnight on June 6, 1944, British Lieutenant Noel Poole jumped from a Stirling plane flying over the Cherbourg peninsula, the first of nearly 175,000 British, Canadian, and American forces to enter Normandy by air or by sea. A few hours later, people all over America listened, transfixed, to their radios as an announcer proclaimed, ?Supreme Headquarters, Allied Expeditionary Force has just announced that the invasion has begun. Repeat, D-Day has come.? In Britain, the announcement was just as terse; ?Under the command of General Eisenhower, Allied naval forces supported by strong air forces began landing Allied armies this morning on the coast of France.? These messages were confirmation of what had been widely surmised ? an immense invasion of the European continent from Britain had begun. By that evening, three airborne divisions of the allied air forces had joined the battle, bombed relentlessly in preparation for ground assault forces and provided protection for over 5,000 boats and ships (from small landing crafts to large battleships) in the English Channel. That armada provided essential cover for the allied troops who fought their way across the beaches of the Normandy coast.
And, all across America and Britain, those who waited at home listened, held their breath and prayed for a swift victory. A Montana news reporter having breakfast in a Helena café °ut it this way. ?The news was first met with unbelief and then rapt silence. Food was forgotten. Not a single voice was raised in request for service; no one wanted anything. They only sat and listened, and wondered.?
No one group wondered more than parents, relatives and friends of deployed troops. Unlike the current war on terror, many more people were directly impacted. With the draft, almost every family had a husband, son, daughter, nephew, niece, or friend serving. And, folks back home were willing and ready to do their part. They bought war bonds. Women rolled bandages and knitted socks and hats. Men who could not fight worked in defense plants, making rifles, airplanes, ammunition, and uniforms. Families planted Victory Gardens. Sugar, gasoline, and other commodities were rationed so that precious resources could be diverted to the troops.
In contrast, many current families have no direct connection with the current military operations taking part primarily in Iraq and Afghanistan. No one in their immediate or extended family is part of the armed forces. They are disconnected from the conflict. There are few sacrifices; indeed, there seems to be a concerted effort to make this war as painless as possible for folks back home. However, people want to be part of this. In the days following September 11, 2001, blood banks were standing room only. They?ve donated almost $2 million to the Spirit of America effort. Volunteers in Oregon and all over the country are sewing neck coolers and knitting socks and hats to provide comfort and a bit of home.
The warriors who fought the battle of Normandy had thoughts of home. The Band of Brothers HBO documentary included interviews with surviving heroes. Quite a few of them described their mothers as an inspiring force. Nights in foxholes were spent writing letters home.
During the major hostilities of Operation Iraqi Freedom, many of our troops carried pictures of their mothers, wives, and family members into battle. And, evening news clips showed tanks rolling into Baghdad with Marines and soldiers holding up signs that read Hi Mom!. Embedded reporters lent satellite phones to injured soldiers so that they could call family. E-mail brought instant communication. But the emotions of war do not change. Mothers and fathers of deployed troops worry as much today as they did 60 years ago.
On D-Day, America shut down. Macy?s Department store closed early. The president of Lord & Taylor announced, ?The store is closed. The invasion has begun. Our only thought can be of the men who are fighting in it. We have closed our doors because we know our employees and customers who have loved ones in battle will want to give this day to hopes and prayers for their safety.? Wall Street opened, following a two minute silent prayer. And the Wall Street Journal focused on the economic impact of the invasion. The headline on June 7 read,
?Invasion?s Impact
Marks Beginning Of End Of War Economy
New Problems for Industry.?
Broadway closed its doors and actors performed for stateside troops. Donations were collected to benefit enlisted men and women. Not all entertainers stood in solidarity. A New Yorker correspondent noted that radio actors were upset that the day?s soap opera programming had been pre-empted by war news.
On the first day of Operation Iraqi Freedom, families all over America with loved ones in Iraq and Afghanistan held their breath and prayed for the safety of our troops. At the same time, large anti-war rallies broke out in cities all across America. Business continued as usual. Some stores gave discounts to families with military ID. And the Academy Awards went on as scheduled, although celebrities eschewed glitter and jewels. And Michael Moore used his platform as a bully pulpit to denounce our troops' Commander in Chief. To the audience?s credit, there were boos throughout the crowd. That didn?t faze the boor on the stage, who owed his opportunity to speak freely to our troops who, for the past 230 years have bravely fought to preserve liberty for all.
On June 6, 1944, families and friend waited breathlessly for news. And there were far few reporters on the scene. None were embedded. Correspondents on board various ships could report what they saw, planes overhead, smoke on the beach, other ships, but could only guess at what was happening on shore. That did not stop broadcasters from reporting. If there were no news, they repeated previous reports. They mangled pronunciation of the French towns and regions. They provided armchair quarterbacking of the military effort. Sixty years later, some things haven?t changed much.
The cost, in human terms, was staggering. Almost 5,000 casualties, including approximately 2,000 dead on that one day, D-Day. One day. Families all across America received that dreaded knock at the door where a Western Union telegram notified them of their ultimate contribution to the war effort ? a beloved husband or precious son. Was it worth it? Twenty years later, General Eisenhower stood on Omaha Beach, looking out at the English Channel. He commented,
?You see these people out here swimming and sailing their little pleasure boats and taking advantage of the nice weather and the lovely beach, Walter, and it is almost unreal to look at it today and remember what it was.But it?s a wonderful thing to remember what those fellows twenty years ago were fighting for and sacrificing for, what they did to preserve our way of life. Not to conquer any territory, not for any ambitions of our own. But to make sure that Hitler could not destroy freedoms in the world.
I think it?s just overwhelming. To think of the lives that were given for that principle, paying a terrible price on this beach alone, on that one day, 2000 casualties. But they did it so that the world could be free. It just shows what free men will do rather than be slaves.?
Sixty years after D-Day, American troops once again fight along brave British forces to bring those same freedoms to another part of the world. Will it take twenty years for their bravery and sacrifices to be recognized as a ?wonderful thing??

Connie Riecke and Deb Conrad with William ?Wild Bill? Guarnere who fought at Normandy on June 6, 1944 with the men of Easy Company, 506th Regiment of the 101st Airborne Division, U.S. Army.
Don?t make them wait. Thank a soldier, sailor, airman, or Marine today ? those who are serving or have served in the past. And, if you know of a family with a deployed service member, thank them too. Each of the thousands of men who fell on June 6, 1944 had loved ones at home. So do the troops of today. Instant communication has brought the battlefield into our living rooms but we worry about our loved ones as much as the families in 1944.
On November 15, 2003, the women behind the Marine Corps Moms website met several members of Easy Company. We shook the hands of Don Malarkey and Wild Bill Guarnere. They are true American heroes and it was a privilege to meet them. And, sixty years from now, people may be shaking the hands of our sons who serve with the 7th Marines. As mothers, we are filled with pride. As citizens, we are profoundly grateful.
Thanks to Matt from Blackfive
for sponsoring this blogger?s tribute to this defining day in American history. Check out his list of all participating bloggers here. Much of the information in this post was derived from Stephen Ambrose?s bestseller, D-DAY, June 6, 1944: The Climactic Battle of World War II.
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June 02, 2004
Overheard on a Marine Base
I visited the Marine Base at 29 Palms over the Memorial Day weekend and met several young 1/7 Marines, all friends of my own son. At one point, they were discussing the current lottery jackpot and what they would do if they won. One Marine noted that such a bonanza would mean a "material change in lifestyle" and that an enlisted winner could probably get out of deployment. I asked if any of them would do that and, to a man, they all said no. They have lived together, trained together, bonded as brothers, and none of them would let their buddies go back to the sandbox without them.
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Update from the 2/7 Marines
Here's an update from the Battalion Commander and Sgt. Major of the 2/7 Marines, currently in Iraq.
By the time many of you read this, you should be returning home from the Memorial Day weekend. We hope you had a great time, wherever your travels may have taken you.In this update, we can again say that we are steps closer to having the Iraqis prepared to take responsibility for their communities?which means we are winning. All of our efforts in the near future will be focused on training, equipping, and supervising the Iraqi security forces. The brave Iraqis we see on a daily basis are sincerely committed to their future. It is a sight to see. The people in the area welcome the fact that Iraqis are starting to take the lead on security responsibilities.
The biggest news out here is that there?s less and less BAD news. More and more Iraqis understand what the coalition is doing for them and they also know that they have to take care of their country?s security in the near future. The most dangerous encounter most of your Marines and Sailors are having is with the heat! It is starting to top 100 degrees regularly and the mercury continues to rise.
Before going too far in this letter, we?d like to take a moment to discuss (we had no idea people actually were waiting for this?) the, ?pigeons doing back flips,? comment we made a few updates ago. We were on an operation and one evening, before it became too dark, we observed a small flock of pigeons flying and doing back flips! The birds would fly, flip, and keep flying. As they were doing their flips, they would lose the air under their wings and appear to drop straight to the ground. But once the flip was complete, they continued to fly. Iraqis are fond of birds and they train birds to do tricks. We happened be located next to a house that trained such birds. It was an enjoyable end to a somewhat nerve-wracking day.
Put this story in the, ?Tell it to the Marines,? category.
Marine Corps lore holds that if a civilian does not believe a story about something or other in the world, his best bet to find the truth is to ask a well-traveled Marine. Your Marines and sailors have definitely been getting their fill of seeing things you would not believe. Sometimes we wonder what planet we are on here in Iraq. Many unique things take place on ?our streets.?
By the time you read this note, the long awaited 2/7 playground equipment will be delivered to several local schools. As the Iraqi public learns to trust us and perceive us as helpers and not conquerors, the less motivation they have to help the violent minority that live among them.
The good news only gets better! Slowly, but surely, the living conditions in all locations improve. There?s more hot food, better living conditions, and more air conditioners being installed (just in time). Most importantly, the mail is consistent. Keep those letters and care-packages coming! We love them!
Iraq is still a dangerous place, and yes, there is some instability. However, everyday Iraq grows more stable and peaceful. Everyday more Iraqis lean towards democracy and against terrorism as a means of change. The local newspaper we helped start shows that free speech is alive and well where your Marines and Sailors are serving. Your Marines and Sailors are key players in this democratic process. Remember: As Iraq grows more stable, America benefits, since Iraq becomes one less breeding ground for terrorism.
Thank your for continuing to share the courage? and thank you for all of your wonderful support. It means more than you know.
Posted by Deb at 09:12 AM
More on the "Wedding Party"
Via Jen Martinez, here's another report on the "wedding" that wasn't, from USMC LTCOL Bill Mullen:
Just reviewed a classified brief on the supposed wedding - no way it was. Here are some unclass details I can provide (brief had lots of pictures to back up the details):- Weddings traditionally held on Thursdays in Iraq to take advantage of Friday as a day of rest - raid took place on Tuesday night.
- Only permanent dwelling at the site held large stocks of food, bedding, medical supplies (lots of these - was the wedding going to be a cage match of some sort or were the caterers just bad cooks?), ammunition and weapons, as well as an apparent document forging set up.
- Meat was still frozen solid, not prepared for a wedding feast and there were no stocks of dishes, plates, etc.
- Contrary to media reports, no "Nuptial Tent" was found and a 1KM area around the site was searched - any further away than that would just be too far for the catering staff to walk carrying all those huge platters of food.
There's more. Read the entire e-mail here.
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May 30, 2004
Seventy-two Reasons
Memorial Day is a day rich with meaning for Marines, Sailors, soldiers and airmen. They understand, perhaps better than anyone else, the sacrifices that have kept our country free. This tribute to our present day heroes was written by Sgt. Major Wayne R. Bell, 1st Marine Division to honor the memories of our Marines who have given their lives to uphold freedom during Operation Iraqi Freedom.
Seventy-two. There are 72 reasons why this Memorial Day is a little more sacred this year, a little more solemn.Seventy-two is the number of Marines, Sailors and soldiers assigned to the 1st Marine Division who were killed in action during combat operations in Iraq. Seventy-two patriots upheld our Corps Values of Honor, Courage, and Commitment. Seventy-two to whom we owe our pride, our dignity and our gratitude.
For most, Memorial Day will be a day off from work. Backyard barbecues, time with family and the kick-off to summer mark the day for most Americans. But most Americans aren't familiar with the sacrifices of our Marines, Sailors and soldiers.
Most don't know about Cpl. Jason L. Dunham, the 22-year-old Marine who dove on top of a grenade to save the lives of his Marines. But Marines do. Marines know that our Corps' legacy is built on such men, who selflessly gave their lives for their fellow Marines.
Memorial Day is a day to honor those who have paid the ultimate sacrifice, such as Cpl. Dunham.
Lance Cpl. William J. Wiscowische was killed in Ramadi, Iraq trying to search out improvised explosive devices. He died trying to keep other Marines safe. We have no greater heroes than Marines such as Wiscowische.
Memorial Day is Wiscowische's day.
Lance Cpl. Elias L. Torrez III had one hand on the steering wheel and another on his weapon as he fired away at the enemy shooting at his Marines. His foot propped open the door to his humvee. He emptied two magazines on the enemy before he was killed.
Remember Torrez on Memorial Day.
Cpl. Daniel R. Amaya led his Marines from the front when he was killed in fighting in Fallujah. He always told his Marines he would be there, leading them. That's how he died, fulfilling his promise to his Marines.
Amaya's day is Memorial Day.
There are 72 reasons why this day, this year is more bittersweet than the rest. I've stood at the foot of memorials in Iraq. A single inverted rifle with identification tags and helmet honors fallen Marines. But Memorial Day is a day that we honor the sacrifices of all those Marines together with those who fought and died in Iraq last year and in Kuwait in 1991. We honor those Marines who were killed in Beirut in 1983. We honor those killed in VietNam and Korea. We remember the sacrifice of the Marines who forged our legacy in the swamps of Guadalcanal and on the beaches of Iwo Jima. Their sacrifice made us the Corps we are today. The sacrifices of the 72 killed in action in Iraq during this campaign is forging that legacy of selfless brotherhood, of one Marine laying down his life for another.
I am truly honored to have served with and continue to serve with some of the finest human beings on the face of the earth - U.S. Marines. I am humbled to stand in the shadows of these warriors who gave their lives for freedom. Their contributions enable this great nation of ours to enjoy the freedom that no other nation can.
It is because of the sacrifices of Marines like those who've fought and died for our country and Corps that I continue to serve. I am proud to serve my country and serve with my fellow Marines.
Although we do not have some of the basic comforts that we are normally used to when at home, we remain modest and determined to carry out all orders to their fullest, led by our noncommissioned officers, supervised by our staff NCOs and fully supported by the officers who issue those orders.
We continue to risk our lives daily in order to complete this mission to enable a country and its people to enjoy the freedom that we have enjoyed all of our lives.
Throughout the year, the sacrifices of our Marines are easily forgotten by most. As a national holiday, Memorial Day serves as a reminder to all to honor those men and women who gave their life in order to secure yours. It is the perfect time to thank those who answered their call to duty.
From my cover to yours, I salute those Marines, Sailors and soldiers on Memorial Day.
Join me: "No better friend; No worse enemy."
This Memorial Day, I'm visiting my son and his wife at the 29 Palms Marine Base. And Sgt. Major Bell is absolutely right. We, as a nation, owe our pride, our dignity and our gratitude to these brave troops that make it possible for us to enjoy a carefree holiday weekend. Thank you, Sgt. Major Bell for your service to our country. And, thank you for reminding us to remember, not just on Memorial Day but on every day.
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Message from the CG to those who wait at home
Dear Ladies;
As much as these days and weeks may drag by at times for some, out here they seem to fly by. Hard to believe that it's nearly June and the first of our units (1/5 and 3/4 who deployed in December to Okinawa) will begin rotating out of Iraq a mere 45 days from now.
It's getting hotter here with the temperature nearly 100, so the nights and early mornings are the best part of the day. That said, the real heat will hit soon enough and we are ensuring that the air conditioning for quarters, medical spaces, mess halls, etc. are fully functional to allow for a cooling atmosphere when the lads are not out on the prowl.
We have elements of two battalions that still need a/c and I expect they will be complete within days, surely prior to the 1st of June - much better situation than last year.
The spirits of the Sailors,Soldiers, and Marines remain very high, unperturbed by the heat, enemy action, news, media pessimism, or disturbing misconduct of a few leaderless jail guards at Al Ghraib prison. We are defined by our men, one act at a time - with compassion for the innocent and discrimination when using their weapons, a discrimination unkown to the morally bankrupt enemy we fight. You ladies know these selfless, high spirited troops better than anyone, so you know it's not false modesty when I admit I have the easiest job in the Division, thanks to the attention to duty, good humor, military efficiency and chivalry that these gallant young fellows display every day.
The drubbing that the enemy took over a month ago, from 7th Marines in the west near the Syrian border, to Falluja at the hands of 1st Marines, to Ramadi (the provincial capital) where 2/4 and the Soldiers of the 1st Brigade broke the enemy's back, continues to pay off. No large outbreaks of fighting have occurred now in over a month; the enemy lacked the will to come back at us. We continue to live in a very dangerous neighborhood however; the enemy remains an elusive foe who tries to use random explosive devices to cause us casualties. We also believe that the enemy, who lacks a political vision and can offer no positive future for the people fighting here, must come back out fighting again, or else watch as Iraq recovers from the years of Saddam and slowly but surely finds its path to freedom and prosperity.
We will be ready should the enemy make that mistake and rest assured, Ladies, that all our antennae are out and we are watching. We will not be taken by surprise.
So where along that path are we over here, the path to put Iraq back on its own feet, us on our way out of here? Iraq is what it is; two steps forward, one step back. Yet slowly but surely, we are making progress on the one track that is absolutely essential - the Iraqi Security Forces (Police, Civil Defense, Border Patrol, etc) are coming on line. With a lot of nurturing and coaching by your guys, the Iraqi Security men are stepping up to the plate and becoming more assertive. As they assume more responsibility, we will step back - we will always provide training and, if they get into trouble, we will come in, guns a-blazing. But they know that if they want a country, they must assume the security responsibility.
Now, for the first time, I can report with some confidence that we are (finally) on a track that will replace Americans and Azerbaijanis (yes, 7th Marines has a fine Azerbaijani Company working with them, wonderful troops) with the Iraqi Security Forces. Not soon enough for you and I, but at least we have a way ahead for replacing us in many of the precarious locations we have had to operate in until now.
The transition to Iraqi sovereignity will occur on 1 July. While the effect of that date will be miniscule in some respects to us, it is nonetheless a Red Letter Day along the road to Iraq's future as a pluralistic state. Yes, there will still remain some murderous criminals but, inexorably, the enemy will find himself marginalized and on the run, as maturing Iraqi police and pinpoint raids by the Coalition Forces leave him no place to hide.
I will be visiting the States in mid-June. I will see our wounded at Bethesda and then return to California where I will brief the commanders and conduct pre-deployment briefs for units inbound to Iraq to replace the seven-month tour battalions during the June to September time frame. I will also come to 29 Palms and Camp Pendleton to address those ladies who want an update about the situation in Iraq. I hope to see as many of you as possible at those events.
All is as good as it can be here. We stick together and hear only great things about the team you have created at home, as you set your own high standard of caring about one another, of seeing one another through this time of hope and anguish. I cannot thank you enough; the words themselves are never sufficient, but thank you, every one of you, for the love and support that you send our way. Nothing reminds us more of all that is good in this world than the memory and the reality of you, who compose your own lives and maintain a degree of stability in our lives that defies explanation.
I wish you all good things as we go forward, together, to do what our Nation needs its Marines to do in this fight.
Sincerely,
Jim Mattis
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Operation 31 Flavors

If you were stationed at a distant outpost in the middle of a remote area of the Al Anbar province and the commanding general asked you if there was anything you needed, what would you ask for?
Captain Valerie Hodgson asked for ice cream.
3rd MAW Major General James F Amos visited the MWSS-374 detachment in early spring. He explained, "I was talking to the Marines and asking them how things were going, so I could get a read on if they were happy or if there was anything they needed. After talking with them, to be honest, I didn't get a single Marine who said anything negative."
The General persisted. Finally, Capt. Hodgson looked at him and said, "Sir, send us some ice cream." And he did.
A few weeks later, 800 containers of ice cream landed in the middle of the desert. Chief Warant Officer 3 Samuel Pamoleras expedited the shipment. "We used resources that we have in Kuwait to make this happen." He added, "We were able to get it palletized, put on dry ice, get it shipped to Al Asad, and put it into cold storage within a matter of a few days." Marines on the other end - Mudyasis, Korean Village, and Al Quim - were surprised and delighted during evening chow. PFC Dustin Hawkins from Houston Commented, "After a hard day's work, any food is good, but this is awesome." Cpl Michael Rice from Indianapolis added, "It shows that our leaders have actually seen a difference in what we're doing out here, so they're rewarding us." Captain Hodgson agreed. "Being in a remote area, I think it's easy for people to forget about us, but clearly they did not because they worked so hard to get this ice cream out to us. Having ice cream out here is a reward for the hard work that the Marines and Sailors put in everyday."
Lt.Col. David Leppelmeier, CO for the MWSS-374 said, "They know I care about them and want to get out to see them more since they have a little tougher scenario than everyone else because of location. They get a kick out of seeing us and they really appreciate the general's gesture with the ice cream."
The general appreciated the troops too. "It really warms my heart to do something like this for our Marines and Sailors. It's only a small gesture but just doing it brings a smile to my face."
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