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V8403
March 18th, 2007, 18:37
Often Tested, Always Faithful, Brothers Forever


You ask the who are the heroes?
They are simply common men.,and women, with regard to many of them. many just a year or so older than yourself, at a little over 18 years of age They are young They were bound together by simple loyalty to their fellow Marines, their friends. They share an unspoken trust and responsibility. Each know that no matter how grave the peril, his friends would try to save him. They might fail and lose their own lives in the attempt. But, we all knew that they would try. each have the same obligation. When one of there friends is in peril, each try, despite the danger. each have no choice. That is the pact made. That is the code.
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Heroes were men like 241 American servicemen: for On October 23 1983, around 6:20 am, 220 Marines, 18 Navy personnel and 3 Army soldiers. Sixty Americans were injured. In the attack on the French barracks, 58 paratroopers were killed and 15 injured. In addition, the elderly Lebanese custodian of the Marines' building was killed in the first blast. This was the deadliest single-day death toll for the United States Marine Corps since the Battle Of Iwo Jima (2,500 in one day) of World War II and the deadliest single-day death toll for the United States military since the 243 killed on 31st January 1968 — the first day of the Tet Offensive in the Vietnam War . The attack remains the deadliest post-World War II attack on Americans overseas.
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The Marine sentries at the gate were operating under their rules of engagement which made it very difficult to respond quickly to the truck. By the time the two sentries had locked, loaded, and shouldered their weapons, the truck was already inside the building's entry way.
The suicide bomber detonated his explosives, which were equivalent to 12,000 pounds (about 5,400kg) of TNT The force of the explosion collapsed the four-story cinder-block building into rubble, crushing many inside.
About 20 seconds later, an identical attack occurred against the barracks of the French 3rd Company of the 6th French Parachute Infantry Regiment. Another suicide bomber drove his truck down a ramp into the building's underground parking garage and detonated his bomb, leveling the headquarters.

Heroes , rely on each other, and sacrifice for each other. You know them as fathers, uncles, neighbors, maybe teachers. They have jobs and families. They pay taxes and make our society function. They don't label themselves as heroes. Yet, they are American Patriots in every sense of the words. And, deep down inside, they still maintain that undying brotherly love for the men with whom they served in Vietnam, thirty years or so ago. Without question, who served in World War II , In the Persian Gulf, and in any conflict that the they are heroes.

Heroes are interned at
Arlington National Cemetery.
There are thousands of such heroes . Simply stated, they believed in a cause greater than themselves. They believed in each other. They knew the danger, but they also knew their responsibility and their code. They shared a brotherly love that no earthly circumstance can shatter. They, along with the 58,000-plus names on The Wall in Washington, DC, are true heroes.

nightwolf
March 18th, 2007, 21:38
Great post V8, what was the date that this occurred btw? Was it today?



P.S. Nice M*A*S*H* Avatar, I remember that episode.

nightwolf
March 18th, 2007, 21:38
scratch that last bit about the date. My bad.

Trapper
March 20th, 2007, 13:32
Often Tested, Always Faithful, Brothers Forever


The Marine sentries at the gate were operating under their rules of engagement which made it very difficult to respond quickly to the truck. By the time the two sentries had locked, loaded, and shouldered their weapons, the truck was already inside the building's entry way.
Isn't it absolutely astonishing that the Rules of Engagement disallowed a sentry to be locked and loaded in a hostile territory? I was not allowed to be locked and loaded on the Naval Magazine on Guam, either. Even when I got shot at at the main gate, my pistol was on the right hip and the ammo pack was on the left holding my two clips. What is wrong with that picture? I was way more fortunate than these brothers and sisters.