Army Strong, sent to me by LLE. Truly a great story. Thanks Dave

Army Strong, sent to me by LLE. Truly a great story. Thanks Dave

Army Strong

For those of you who are non-golfers, David Feherty is an irreverent TV
Golf Analyst. An Irishman and former touring professional, he has a
whimsical and often sarcastic view of the world and of professional
golf. This article is particularly good. I don't know where we get these
kids, but bless them, and thank God they are on our side. Enjoy.
Courtesy of Hugh Quinn.........

Soldiering On

The Troops First Foundation gives America's injured vets a chance to
reclaim their dignity

By David Feherty
Contributing Writer, GOLF Magazine
Published: August 26, 2009

The final round of Tiger's AT&T National at Congressional Country Club
in July was particularly satisfying for me to witness because I followed
the host toward his one shot victory over Hunter Mahan, who had earlier
posted an incredible 62. Hunter has supported my Troops First Foundation
events since the beginning, and like Tiger, his dad served in the
military. Earlier that week, Hunter, Rod Pampling, Jason Gore, Pat
Perez, Kelly Tilghman and Tom Watson played with thirty or so seriously
injured servicemen and women (most of them amputees) in my 2nd Annual
Improvised Explosive Day of Golf at the Chevy Chase Club. This year I
had another amazing group of warriors, from Rob Brown, a below-the-knee
amputee who may represent the U.S. in both the regular Olympics in kayak
and Para-Olympics in track and field, to 22-year-old PFC Brendan
Marrocco of the 25th Infantry, who on Easter Sunday in Tikrit was robbed
of all four limbs plus his left eye.

It takes a while to figure out how to react to the severely injured
members of our armed forces, but after almost three year s of being
around them, I think I have it figured out. This year's IED of Golf was
the first time I'd met Brendan, with whom it is impossible to shake
hands, play footsie, chest bump or, for that matter, pull his finger. A
stump-to-knuckles thing had to suffice, and after that I embarked on
what is now my normal procedure for getting to know a new member of my
F-troop, who was being driven around in a cart by his brother Mike. It
went something like this:

Me: "You know, you're not as tall as I thought you'd be."
Brendan: "I used to be taller."
"Yes, I can imagine. So, what would you like to do today?"
"I'd like to kick your ass."
"Well, that seems unlikely. Obviously you can't walk, but you look like
you'd bounce pretty well. Are you going to be okay in that cart without
a seat belt?
"Yeah, I can hold on with my butt cheeks."
"Excellent! Well, clench on, brother, I'll see you out there."

(Later that morning)

Me: "Hey, Stumpy, how's it going?"
Brendan: "I like this, is there any chance I can go watch Tiger with you
this week?"
"I'll get you inside the ropes if I have to wear you like a f-----g
hat."
"Man, that's cold."
"Hey, get used to it, kid, you're an F-trooper now."

These exchanges usually horrify first-time witnesses, but after a few
moments, everyone gets it. Brendan has lost his limbs, not his mind, but
more important for a man who has been trained to be one of the best
soldiers on the planet, he has lost his dignity. By his reactions to my
seemingly callous assaults on what is left of him, Brendan regains a
little of that dignity each time. Brendan, like the rest of my men and
women, is more courageous, more inspiring, more complete, and funnier
than any able-bodied person I know. His intelligence and his sense of
humor are the only weapons he has left to defend himself, and he will
use them in a manner that leaves those of us who are lucky enough to
have him and others like him defending our freedom utterly awestruck and
humbled.

Tiger had a one-shot lead after the 17th hole, and as he stood waiting
for Anthony Kim to putt out, I put my hand on his shoulder and told him
that Brendan, who had followed him all day in a cart inside the ropes,
was now in his wheelchair where Tiger would turn the corner to go to the
18th tee. Tiger smiled at me and nodded. Before heading to the last tee,
Tiger hunkered down and knuckle-stumped one of his heroes, PFC Brendan
Marrocco. Brendan, who before that day had been ashamed and frightened
to go out in public, was wheeled by his father, Alex, and his brother
Mike down the center of the 18th fairway to an overwhelming, roaring,
standing ovation. He lifted what is left of one of his arms in a salute,
and this announcer wept like Gary McCord at a Barry Manilow concert as
Tiger looked on in the background, smiling.

It's hard to know which boy the old Green Beret Earl Woods would have
been prouder of at that moment, but I do know this: Because of Tiger
Woods, Hunter Mahan and the Troops First Foundation, PFC Brendan
Marrocco is no longer ashamed to go out in public. And by this winter,
he will be hunting birds with us and pulling his own damn trigger, or
I'll make the little swine drop and give me twenty. Only a fool would
bet against him being able to do both.

Like they say, there's strong,
and then there's Army Strong.

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5 years 14 weeks ago, 2:46 PM

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and most intelligent of all the golf analysts on TV. He is about to become a citizen of the USA. You do not have to ask him how he feels about that. He has given his own statements on the air------
HE CONSIDERS US CITIZENSHIP ON PAR WITH HIS OWN LIFE, and he considers his swearing-in ceremony will be the gratest honor that could be bestowed upon him.

Too old to fight, Too old to run, guess that's why I carry a gun! "would someone show this asshole the way out of town".[Rabbi Avram Belinski-aka "The Frisco Kid"]
5 years 14 weeks ago, 3:10 PM

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feherty

is good, I like Mccord also

"Proelium Comminus Auctoritate" "Sometimes the light at the end of the tunnel is a muzzle flash."
5 years 14 weeks ago, 3:18 PM

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This young man wants to hunt & shoot again. Any ideas for remote triggering? Stock, maybe a wheelchair turret system? Let's brainstorm this. Help a GI out!

5 years 14 weeks ago, 3:25 PM

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Gun for Brendan

Short Stock, steppe motor driven turret with rifle, shotty and attached to his wheelchair, swing left right up down with joy stick. Holographic site, semi auto, Hi cap magazine.
The trigger is perplexing. Needs a mechanical link up and safety. Brendan looks like he can move his arm stubs ok.
How about a bar that moves into trigger guard from right to left, then a way to activate it?

5 years 14 weeks ago, 3:33 PM

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remote hunting

there used to be a website called i shot in TX, that allowed you to remotely hunt using webcams. This guy wouldn't exactly get to shoot the gun, but I think you would track an animal using webcams and then a guide takes the animal on command. The site got shut down by the haters.

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5 years 14 weeks ago, 3:38 PM

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hunting site

my bad, it was called live shot. here are some articles on it....

http://articles.latimes.com/2005/apr/21/local/me-liveshot21
http://www.csmonitor.com/2005/0405/p01s02-ussc.html

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Here's my thought on the trigger. There are already remote triggers that use a fluid-filled syringe into a tube with pushes a bar against the trigger. A simple electric motor at the wheel chair activated by a nose or lip pushed button could depress the plunger of the syringe. Or hell, you could really eliminate the hydraulic and just go to the electric motor on the trigger, but by keeping the motor shielded at the chair and using the syringe, you could reduce the possibility of malfunctions of the electronics caused by inclement weather. I read of a VA hospital during the Vietnam era (I think) where MPs were assigned to enforce wheel chair speed limits by issuing speeding tickets to wounded servicemembers. The servicemembers loved it, because they finally felt like normal servicemembers who were expected to abide by the standards just like their intact comrades. On my last deployment, a rocket hit our CO supply building and fucked up a few of our guys, including amputating both legs at the pelvis of one of our cooks, Axtell. A few months later, the cockstrong SOB actually competed in one of those artificial rock wall climbing contests with just his upper body strength. I have seen, firsthand, the fact that many of my fellow servicemembers truly live up to the "Next Greatest Generation" label, regardless of what faggots like Harry Reid or bearmeat say.

"I have always been a soldier. I have known no other life. The calling of arms, I have followed from boyhood. I have never sought another." From The Virtues of War, by Steven Pressfield.
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Awesome thing to read first thing in the morning!

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