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Happy Easter

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I guess fury little bunnies are cute, if your five years old. Although a fan of chocolate, I have found it doesn’t last in 100+ temps and regardless of what is happening in the world, we should remember the true meaning of the day. Hint: it has nothing to do with rabbits! On this Easter day, take time out to think about things and from One Marine's View, have a Happy Easter. 

Time for a C-Gar!

Marine experiences first enemy contact

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Lance Cpl. Kevin Romero, rifleman with 2nd Battalion, 7th Marine Regiment, looks for a suspected insurgent who had engaged the Marines while they were conducting a sweep of a compound near Patrol Base Boldak March 3. (U.S. Marine Corps photo by Sgt Bobby J. Yarbrough)

The air was still and the fading sounds of morning prayers echoed throughout the valley as our convoy lumbered to a halt. The lead vehicle had become stuck in a field and couldn’t move. The patrol leader, Sgt. Brandon Bond, radioed to Marines in the stopped vehicle and asked if they could move. It was almost 5 a.m. and Bond knew people would soon begin to leave their homes and move about the city.

The vehicle was immobile, so we dismounted and began to patrol on foot to two compounds which lay just 400 meters to our north. The Marines with Weapons Company, 2nd Battalion, 7th Marine Regiment, had watched the compounds over the last few weeks and believed insurgents were using them for refuge.

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Part 2 (from a OMV reader) Salem woman meets POW

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(From a One Marine's View Reader) "The story about the POW bracelet hit home for me because Lt Norrington was my division officer and I helped launch the aircraft that he was shot down in.I am the guy that sent you (Maj Pain) the boxes when you were in Iraq".Howard L. 

"he asked why I was late I told him the truth, that I was with a young lady"

 

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Salem woman meets POW whose name was on her bracelet

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BY TOM DALTON STAFF WRITER

SALEM — Some of the girls in her elementary school were wearing POW bracelets, so Peggy Cornacchio decided she would send away for one of her own.

When it arrived in the mail around 1970, the stainless steel bracelet was inscribed with a name and date.

“LCDR Giles Norrington...5-5-68.”

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That’s, what this cologne smells like

NapalmYou know that smell of your house just before you leave for deployment? The smell of your car, the smell of your young child’s hair as you hug them goodbye. The smell of your wife’s lip gloss as you kiss her goodbye one more time.  The smell of your clean new uniform.  The smell of the C17 you board or  the rebreathed air in the contracted airliner or even worse the ever present smell within a US Navy ship during your sail overseas for a month…or seven?

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Pay it forward - random act of kindness

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AN army girlfriend has been overwhelmed by the kindness of a stranger after a random act of appreciation.

An anonymous do-gooder left a kind note and $40 on the windshield of a serviceman’s loved one in a Dunkin' Donuts parking lot on Sunday.

Samantha Ford emerged from the donut store to find a hand-written note on the back of a white envelope with two $20 bills inside.

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A Dog named Tank

They told me the big black Lab's name was Reggie, as I looked at him lying in his pen. The shelter was clean, no-kill, and the people really friendly.

I'd only been in the area for six months, but everywhere I went in the small college town, people were welcoming and open. Everyone waves when you pass them on the street.
But something was still missing as I attempted to settle in to my new life here, and I thought a dog couldn't hurt. Give me someone to talk to. And I had just seen Reggie's advertisement on the local news. The shelter said they had received numerous calls right after, but they said the people who had come down to see him just didn't look like "Lab people," whatever that meant. They must've thought I did.

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