Fort Bliss Bone Marrow Guy - Operation Ring The Bell: How a bunch of random soldiers from reddit are convincing the Army to become the largest source of donors in the United States.
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Hello, I am the Fort Bliss Bone Marrow Guy. Originally just a single specialist quietly running Bone marrow donor registry drives across Fort Bliss. Now I am but one bone marrow person among a cult of bone marrow people.
Through the r/Army and r/Militarystoriesthis effort has grown larger than anyone could have ever predicted, and so ridiculously fast. Soldiers from reddit across the Army are...
AR 670-1 is some bullshit sometimes.
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Something I thought about while mowing the lawn today, with the sweat in my eyes. Because I forgot my bandana. This will go in the book in the section about Korea. Enjoy.
AR 670-1 dictates the proper wearing of US Army uniforms and insignia. Everything from your dress uniform to field uniform to PT uniforms. And while proper respect for the uniform should always be displayed, sometimes NCOs go...
🦴Fort Drum Bone Marrow Guy🦴
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🦴 Fort Drum Bone Marrow Guy 🦴
Hi Y’all!! I’m a 21 year old 92Y (Unit Supply) SPC stationed at Fort Drum. !! I solely manage and lead the Department of Defense Bone Marrow Registry program, AKA Salute to Life, here at Drum. I help soldiers, their dependents, retirees, and DOD Civilian personnel join the national pool of potential bone marrow donors to directly save the lives of cancer patients.
I...
The Dogs of War.
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Extra long one incoming. Another piece that will go in the book in whole or in part.
I'm mad, because this tab got closed when I was 85% done. I hope this re-write does the original justice. I lost a lot of work and I am salty as fuck. I have to quit writing on reddit directly. Lesson learned. Lyrics from songs on the two albums mentioned provided the inspiration for this piece. I love you all.
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Dufus the "accident prone" sailor.
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These incidents happened back in the early 90's when I was stationed in a helicopter squadron.
One day, I was driving to work around 7:00 AM and the road to my squadron on base passed by a stretch of flight line that was used to taxi or tow aircraft across. It was essentially a square mile of flat concrete with lines painted to simulate a roadway.
It was a pretty boring route except for this day,...
How I became a Land Pirate (and learned to get medical information from real doctors)
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There I was, deep in the forests of Ariana, engaged in tough, intermittent platoon level gunfights that had my Army career in the balance. Where is Ariana, you ask? Why, it’s only the toughest, most rough and tumble backwater, located deep in the heart of Marine Corps Base Quantico. “MCBQ? Why would an army platoon be there!” you say. Well that’s easy. I was a part of an elite fighting force known...
How BikerJedi's Nephew's Health and Wellness check went wrong. [RE-POST]
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This story is four years old, but I'm keeping the present tense. Lightly edited. Enjoy.
So, I literally just got off the phone with him. He recently enlisted and is in Army AIT right now. (He joined to be a mechanic on Apache weapons systems.) It is a long training session. Strangely, they get to have their cell phones in their downtime, but otherwise are treated like very small children in...
Chief season
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Why is the only leadership course Chief season for the navy when other branches go at every rank. Seems like they are more advanced leaders than we have in the navy because of that.
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You want me to call you by your name with one S? OK .
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So way back when, when ships were made of wood and men were made of steel, our Chief had retired leaving me as the Shop supervisor. The shop was top of the line with a great crew. No planes were grounded due to Avionics, the morale was high since time off was generously given if you flew after 2000 hours on a duty night, half days off on Friday (again because the duty section would happily pick up...
My grandpas story
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My grandpas story:
I remember my ejection experience as clearly now as when it happened just over 50 years ago (October 1970). I was a pilot on No 1(F) Squadron based at RAF Wittering near Stamford in Lincolnshire. My squadron had recently been equipped with the new Harrier VTOL fighter/ground attack aircraft (sometimes known as the 'jump-jet' because of its ability to hover and takeoff and land...