My Creed Since I Was Thirteen
“It’s better to bury you than bow to you.”
I’m an ornery son of a bitch who never learned to kneel. No rank, no halo — just a lifetime of stepping in when the little guy needs someone who won’t blink. I don’t bow to the bad guys. I don’t run from a fight, and I don’t want to live somewhere that when a fight like this comes along, an asshole like me doesn’t take it on. It takes money to fight, but if you’ll tip me a couple of bucks so I can be the “Tip of the Spear”, and keep fighting, I would be very grateful.
Each one stands on its own. Start anywhere.
The whole story, no dressing it up — the discharge, the hunger strike, the 42 days, and the mission.
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“What the Marine Corps Taught Me.” Take what you’ve got and get it done. You’re a Marine. That should be enough.
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“I am a United States Marine. You have lost. You just don’t know it yet.” The Dark Angels of Mercy.
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