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I'm Trying To Raise The Awareness Of The Troops That, When They Deploy And Go To War, It's Not Just Them At War - It's Also Their Family. Their Family Is Having To Go Through All The Hardships And The Stresses.

I Don't Have To Psych Myself Up, Or Do Something Special Mentally - I Look Through The Scope, Get My Target In The Cross Hairs, And Kill My Enemy, Before He Kills One Of My People.

I Really Don't Care What People Think Of Me.

As Far As I Can See It, Anyone Who Has A Problem With What Guys Do Over There Is Incapable Of Empathy. People Want America To Have A Certain Image When We Fight. Yet I Would Guess If Someone Were Shooting At Them And They Had To Hold Their Family Members While They Bled Out Against An Enemy Who Hid Behind Their Children, Played Dead Only To Throw A Grenade As They Got Closer, And Who Had No Qualms About Sending Their Toddler To Die From A Grenade From Which They Personally Pulled The Pin....they Would Be Less Concerned With Playing Nicely.

Other People Are Talking About Writing Books About My Life, Or About Some Of The Things I've Done. I Find It Strange, But I Also Feel It's My Life And My Story, And I Guess I Better Be The One To Get It On Paper The Way It Actually Happened.