Veterans' Day. I am one of hundreds of thousands of service members. You are one of millions of people. You see me, and thank me for my service. I thank you for your support, and we go on our ways. It's a tried and true formula; I am thanked, and therefore gratified for public support, …
On Service: A Veterans Day Introspective
As often happens around this time of year, I was asked to give a talk on Veterans Day to a local high school assembly. But while usually the words come more easily, this year I was sort of at a loss as I thought about what to say. How do I convey my complex and …
Warfighter: Helm’s Deep
Enemy forces in depth. Mass over maneuver. As an engineer officer, I care passionately about just a few things: castles, engineer buttons, and combined arms breaching. And while there were no engineer buttons at Helm's Deep - a simple oversight, I'm sure - that engagement encompasses a wide swathe of engineer lessons learned. Yes, this …
Pandora’s Inbox: The Army and Social Media
It's become cliche to say that social media is changing the world that we live in. But what the hell, I live for cliches, so let's go for it. I guess it would be more accurate to say that social media has already changed that world, and we just haven't seen all the effects yet. …
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Finding Space – Chapter Ten
Ian pushed aside the stunned pilot as he entered the nose of the shuttle where the controls were. His medics hauled the pilot and co-pilot back out of the now-exposed cabin, since the main window had been smashed through.ย โLooper, get me the f**k up on comms!โ he yelled back, as the young man frantically …
Finding Space – Chapter Nine
There had been little fuss when heโd told the troop of their mission. The leadership seemed to understand the gravity of the situation in a way that Ian hadnโt expected. Maybe he was the only one naive enough to think that their logistical issues were all being handled. The briefing went quickly, the platoons conducted …
Finding Space – Chapter Eight
Ian gazed out the window. Around him, he could hear the familiar ship-board sounds: the dull hum of voices, the clank and clash of mechanics at work, the intercom buzzing with announcements. They had been a part of his life as far back as he could remember and were now as comforting and familiar to …
Finding Space – Chapter Seven
3rd Platoon blasted another hole. The suns shone down. Ian got his last caffeine injection. These were all truths, as best as he could put them together. And they were about all that his brain could actually handle at the moment. He was sitting on the rear slope of a ridge-line, trying to write his …
On Rendering Honor
It was a warm summer's morning as I stood hesitantly in the door of the church, removing my service cap and tucking it under my arm. I adjusted my tie and cast a glance at my uniform before stepping inside. Seeing a tall man in a black suit, I asked if this is where the …
Getting the Elephant in the Room to the Front Lines: Engineer Sustainment at JRTC
Sustainment. Itโs always the elephant in the room; the thing that โwarfightersโ donโt want to talk about. Neglect it, however, and maneuver suddenly ceases, combat support canโt support, and the whole operation collapses. So how do we get that elephant from the brigade support area to the front lines? Let me start, right off the …
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