Monday, March 22, 2004


A story about Bravo, 1-36...Infantry guys out of right here in Friedberg.

Read the story, and notice the absence of bad stuff.
By comparison, Company B’s 2nd Platoon had a long, but rather quiet night, except for one elderly woman.

For several minutes, she stood outside her tall, wooden door admonishing the troops who had just left her house. According to one Iraqi translator working with the platoon, the woman was repeatedly saying: “I’m old. I’m alone. Why are you bothering me?”

“I’ll tell you one thing,” Staff Sgt. Mike Galaway said as he listened to the public scolding, “she’s gutsier than most of the bad guys.”

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