On Sept 11th I was jut coming in from a 2 hour work out session(PT) when the Chaplin yanked me into the chow hall and at that time I watched the second plane hit the tower. I cried a little as I watched the people jumping out of the windows, then I got angry but knew in my head that it was time to go to war.
On Oct 19th I jumped into Afghanistan to start Operation Enduring Freedom. With me I carried Pictures of that horrible day, and I placed them on the bodies of our enemies to show others why they were killed.