OK, well this is my experience with apparently making the "wrong" decision that I felt and still feel was the right decision. Let me explain...
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In closing I leave you with an excerpt from the 3rd paragraph of the NCO Creed:
I will exercise initiative by taking appropriate action in the absence of orders. I will not compromise my integrity, nor my moral courage.
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
The right wrong decision...
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You did good, and the younger guys got a chance to see real leadership when the chips were down. I understand your platoon leader's feelings, too. He doesn't want his people hurt unnecessarily, and I bet he doesn't want anyone in his platoon acting with reckless disregard for their own safety. In the end, moral courage is what sustains us all, whether in the face of enemy fire, or in less lethal, everyday situations that occur.
I am really pleased no one was hurt. Your story speaks well of you and the two other soldiers that took off after you. From all of us back in NC, stay sharp!!
I am proud of you and your integrity! SOOO, I apologize ahead of time, but I am a mother and a grandmother, and can't help myself--remember last night's story of the mosquitoes and what happened to them when they charged into the bug zapper! That said, I am proud of you and your actions, but my heart wants you to get behind that door you were holding when everyone gets in. You're the soldier and I'm the grandmother and we have both done our duty! Proud of you, boy!
And that is why I love you, Dude!!! I can see why your platoon leader and Grandma Rejenia(I LOVE THAT NAME)want you to be safe, but when you saw that someone could be stuck in that chow hall hurt...you were quick to act and imagined how your possibly injured brother must've felt like. You're a true soldier! You followed that compassionate heart of yours to risk your life for the safety of another, bro; and to me-- that IS the right decision. Very proud of you, man!!
I agree, that was without a doubt the right decision. Yes, we all care for your life, and we'd like you to be safe, but if another needs your help i'm glad to see you would help them. I'm very proud of you for making that decision, even if no one had needed you help, the possibility was still there. =)
Your Platoon Leader (probably a 2nd Leiutenant....God help you if it's an E-7) is just doin his politically correct J-O-B. A butt chewing, by him (the Plt Ldr)), is in order here, with a big wink and pat on the back for your actions! BUT REMEMBER...it would have been FUBAR City had you guys gotten all messed up over this, to help someone who wasn't there, and maybe in need of help.
Take the ass chewing with pride...I am sure, deep down, that your Plt Ldr is proud to have, and serve with, such fine men.
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Your decision was not wrong.
Risks are part of war and your FOB is in a war. In the end, as you said, you're fighting for your brothers-(and sisters-)in-arms. If your platoon leader was laying in the DFAC, wounded, he would surely have breathed a sigh of relief to see you run up to him.
As the Warrior Ethos says:
"I will never leave a fallen comrade."
You lived it, you did it, and you did it RIGHT.
I'm new to your blog and this post really struck me. I guess in the movies when they say "no man left behind" doesn't necessarily apply when you yourself can be harmed. I think you did a wonderful thing.
Be safe!
~ Wolf Lover Girl
It sounds to me as if you believed someone was in need of assistance. Once the scenario was ruled out, you returned back to a safe spot instead of waiting around for another motar. If there was someone that needed help, you would have been commended for rushing to offer assistance.
I wish you didn't have to experience such events, but it comforts me to know that there are men like you looking out for everyone else there.
There are sheepdogs, sheep, and wolves. You're a sheepdog.
You did right and should be commended for your instincts. As a commander, I'd chew you out (cause I wouldn't want to lose you), but I'd end it with a firm handshake and thank you.
You're the type who makes a difference in the world.
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