Lest We Forget (20 page)

This is why our AO was referred to as “The Zoo,” constant shenanigans.  It wasn’t uncommon for a full on no holds barred fight to break out.

Fast rope training in Bagram, 2005.

Oh, it’s your birthday?  Salerno, Afghanistan.  Winter 2004.

The lighter side of war. Afghanistan. Winter of 2004.

Nicky P. and I being ninjas during training on Ft. Benning, Georgia.

I would like to give a special thanks to everyone that helped out during the writing/editing process…

~
Marty and Blackside Concepts for providing direction and allowing me an outlet for my drunk rambling on
Hit the Woodline.

~Jack Murphy and the guys at SOFREP publishing a couple of my stories, ultimately giving me the courage to write this book.

~Lindsay for editing this thing in what must have been world record time.

~Brian for providing several pictures, including the cover

~Nasty Nate for sending that zip drive with all the pictures and videos of our time in Iraq that helped my memory.

~Michael, Jack, Christina, Mark, Nick, Gwen, Jess and everyone else that read the very rough draft and gave me feedback.

~Alexander for providing the accounts of our encounter with Hamadi Tahki.

~ Jameson Irish whiskey for providing the liquid courage to tell stories that I’ve spent the better part of a decade trying to forget.

~My dad, Bruce.  For teaching me that it’s “cheshire cat” ….among other things.