Following a jump-start to our van on Sunday morning (some may remember the Tweet), I got in an interesting email-conversation with my friend, Steve Byers. It was so interesting – and inspiring – that I asked him permission to pass it on as I knew my readers would share my sentiments.
Steve was a Sergeant in the US Army with 2/15 FA, stationed with the 10th Mountain Division in Iraq when this picture was taken. I know, rather humorous.
Until you get the details:
Funny story about this. I was sound a sleep in my bunk when we came under attack at the little outpost we were at in Baghdad. I jumped out of bed barefoot and grabbed my gun.
After 10-minutes in the firefight, the shell caseings were burning my feet, so I ran in and grabbed my gear.
About 5-minutes later we got a radio call from two guys that were pinned down and they needed some fire support. As soon as I heard it, I grabbed one of my soldiers and ran to help them.
About 20-min after the firefight, I radioed down to my Platoon Sergeant and asked him if I could come down because I was cold (it was December), and he started chewing me out saying, “This is no time to be worried about the cold! We are under attack!”
So I said, “Well, if I dont come down and at least put some pants on, these white legs will give away our position.”
Needless to say, I was allowed to come and get dressed. My Platoon Sergeant told me later that he thought he was losing his mind because someone ran by him going to the fight in their underwear.
I actually got an award for it! They took a picture and sent it to our Commander.
I’ll admit, I love my Jason Bourne, James Bond, and Mission Impossible films. But true heroes drop everything when lives are at stake; the last thing they think about are themselves. Or their pants.
And ladies, he’s single.