13 November 2006

Most of you read Jen's LJ, so most of you know that the reason I've been off the 'Net for the past couple days was that on the 11th of November, 3 Soldiers from B Company were killed. I knew them all, and one was SGT Jackson, who was a very good friend of mine. SGT Jackson was married and had three little boys.

20 Comments:

Anonymous cMAD said...

Words fail.

I don't want to lose you, too. Stay safe. Please.

8:08 PM  
Blogger A Soldier's Girl said...

To absent comrades!

8:51 PM  
Anonymous nerdasaaurus said...

Bless you, John. And bless the family of Sgt Jackson. And may God grant him rest and peace.

I am crying now--for all of us.

9:52 PM  
Anonymous Zach Bush said...

Godspeed to SGT Jackson and his comrades. My best to their families.

Be well.

10:10 PM  
Blogger Tim Covington said...

I wish I could think of wards that would be adequate for the loss.

10:46 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I don't know what to say other than I read, and my thoughts are with you and your wife and the families.

Natalie
times_suspended on LJ

11:51 PM  
Blogger Consul-At-Arms said...

Please accept my most sincere condolences.

1:39 AM  
Anonymous Gray Dog said...

You, your comrades and all of their families are in our thoughts.

1:45 AM  
Anonymous Nick Youngerman said...

Absent Comrades

1:45 AM  
Anonymous Nick Youngerman said...

Absent Comrades

Nick

npy2005 on lj

1:46 AM  
Anonymous montieth said...

I saw Jen's post. I'm dreadfully sorry you lost your friend. She mentioned your plans to move back onto the line. Keep your head down and your powder dry dude. Stay safe and kill the mother fuckers.

2:05 AM  
Anonymous Bill Faith said...

THE FINAL INSPECTION

The soldier stood and faced his God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, you soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"

The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."

There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.

"Step forward now, you soldier,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."

Author unknown.

Nothing I can say to help so I won't try.

2:23 AM  
Anonymous Bill Faith said...

THE FINAL INSPECTION

The soldier stood and faced his God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, you soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"

The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."

There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.

"Step forward now, you soldier,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."

Author unknown.

Nothing I can say to help so I won't try.

2:24 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Absent friends.
--Laserlight

3:39 AM  
Anonymous Michael Llaneza said...

Stay low John.

7:29 AM  
Blogger sophia said...

May their memories be eternal.

9:32 AM  
Anonymous Thor said...

May their memory be eternal!

I'll be praying for them, their family and friends, and you.

12:29 PM  
Anonymous Rurik said...

My sympathies to you, and to the families of the departed.

Eternal be their memory.

6:57 PM  
Anonymous qp4 said...

Yeah when I saw Engineer Battalion and Ramadi I figured that was you guys. Sucks.

3:19 AM  
Anonymous David E. Powell said...

My condolences to your unit and their families. God bless you guys over there.

10:36 PM  

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