Skyler Saunders
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Marine Corps Stories: His Reputation
The desert heat seemed to hug them. It enwrapped and held them that Friday afternoon and it lasted from the early morning sun to the dying twilight. For Corporal Foster Depp and PFCs Rondo Alexander and Saturn Livingston, the ability to be able to hit the road and go into the country of Yuma, Arizona proved to be welcoming. Depp showed off tanned white skin from being in this sunny climate for more months than the PFCs. He possessed high cheek bones. Alexander boasted coffee black skin, a trim fade, and a square jaw. Livingston, on the other hand, exhibited rather pale skin with flaxen hair, a somewhat long face, but blue eyes that could cut through sheet metal like lasers. Both of the PFCs had reached the age of nineteen. They had all passed inspection of their barracks. Depp had passed his vehicle inspection for the weekend. All of the necessities had been covered and the three Marines looked forward to some well-deserved R&R.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: Before their Feet
As the armored vehicles barreled through the city of Mashhad, the Marines stayed focused. Staff Sergeant Terri Nair looked at her black wristwatch. It read three o’clock in the morning. The rumbling of the vehicles startled some and aroused suspicion and even ire amongst the people of the city. Sergeant Boston Salloway clipped his fingernails.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: Their Resolve
Patrols ruled the day. Each Marine kept his or her head on a swivel searching, always searching. Whether it was a dog in the road, some scraps of refuse tossed to the wayside, or children running up and down the place, the Marines kept a keen eye on their surroundings.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: Engulfed
Digital images flashed like flickering holograms over the model outlines of Tehran, Iran and Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. General Misha Wainwright observed the moving figures that represented the Marines camped out in the two countries. She contemplated with the other generals around her. The War Room buzzed.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: For Which You Live
Before the lesson at the military occupational specialty (MOS) school could commence, the instructor read a solemn passage about a fallen Medal of Honor recipient. Staff Sergeant Asher Gold read the name and citation of the hero and the entire class stood to their feet.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: The Verve
“Caskets and urns. That’s all we are. That’s only if you’re lucky. Sometimes you just come up missing. Sometimes forever. Did you know that there are over 80,000 US military personnel missing in action going back through the decades? Yes, I tell you. Caskets and urns. Or maybe a mass grave. That’s where they put a bullet at the base of the skull and you drop into a ditch and they just cover you over with dirt and keep it moving. What do you want, Melissa?” Staff Sergeant Guenveur asked.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: Cover
Bells pealed as carolers, both civilian and Marines in uniform, attempted to bring cheer to the barracks. The grounds brimmed with occupants just before the holiday leave time commenced. Major Leland Mothe walked out without his cover on top of his head that breezy afternoon. Master Gunnery Sergeant Pete Hardaway stormed over to the major.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: So Much for the Myth
The ride sharing vehicle pulled up to the strip club in the desert in the daylight. The breeze over the sand seemed to hold onto the two PFCs who stepped out of the car. Even in the hours of light, chilly conditions descended on the Arizona inhabitants.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
