I Just Want To Get The Bad

At Another Location, We Found Barrels Of Chemical Material That Was Intended For Use As Biochemical Weapons. Everyone Talks About There Being No Weapons Of Mass Destruction In Iraq, But They Seem To Be Referring To Completed Nuclear Bombs, Not The Many Deadly Chemical Weapons Or Precursors That Saddam Had Stockpiled.

The Navy Credits Me With More Kills As A Sniper Than Any Other American Service Member, Past Or Present.

When You’re Working With Army And Marine Corps Units, You Immediately Notice A Difference. The Army Is Pretty Tough, But Their Performance Can Depend On The Individual Unit. Some Are Excellent, Filled With Hoorah And First-class Warriors. A Few Are Absolutely Horrible; Most Are Somewhere In Between. In My Experience, Marines Are Gung Ho No Matter What. They Will All Fight To The Death. Every One Of Them Just Wants To Get Out There And Kill. They Are Bad-ass, Hard-charging Mothers.

I Began Teaching My Son How To Shoot When He Was Two, Starting With The Basics Of A Bb Rifle. My Theory Is That Kids Get Into Trouble Because Of Curiosity—if You Don’t Satisfy It, You’re Asking For Big Problems. If You Inform Them And Carefully Instruct Them On Safety When They’re Young, You Avoid A Lot Of The Trouble. My Son Has Learned To Respect Weapons. I’ve Always Told Him, If You Want To Use A Gun, Come Get Me. There’s Nothing I Like Better Than Shooting.

I Am A Much Better Father And Husband Than I Ever Was A Sniper.