OH58D is Murdock Murdock.
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Last edited by OH58D; 09-13-20 at 15:42.
Maj. USAR (Ret) 160th SOAR, 2/17 CAV
NRA Life Member
Black Mesa Ranch. Raising Fine Cattle and Horses in San Miguel County since 1879
This sickens and saddens me. Sickens because it is happening. Saddens because the media and government (the left at least) aren’t calling these criminals out and cutting them down.
ETC (SW/AW), USN (1998-2008)
CVN-65, USS Enterprise
He was the Man. I remember watching Next Generation and he was on it too.
I now picture you in a Loach humming Ride of the Valkyries and strafing heathens and hand tossing a few grenades for good measure with a mullet.
Do not correct me. It’s a nice mental picture and chicken soup for the soul.
It is becoming more and more apparent that a segment of society can not be reasoned with, satisfied or pacified. The only solution ultimately will be incarceration or burial. Harsh but probably true.
The wife and I discussed my Army nickname and why not tell you the whole story. The A-Team first aired in January of 1983, and by the Fall of that year it was a very popular show.
During Operation Urgent Fury, I was a 23 year old 1LT flying co-pilot with a CW4 pilot and 'Nam vet. We did a Hydra Rocket run at Zero Dark 30 at the Pearls Airfield on the NE side of Grenada to take out some Soviet Era AA and APC's. The place was filled with Cubans and Angolan workers, and after the AA was knocked out, we were taking small arms fire from the ground. I kept hearing this sickening clang and bang on the aircraft and I commented about it to the pilot. He just calmly said we're taking hits.
All of a sudden my right hand started feeling warm, and I pulled my glove off and I was bleeding pretty heavily. I had taken a fragmented suspected 7.62x39 round to the hand where the thumb meets the hand. I was pissed and pulled my Smith & Wesson revolver and started popping off rounds at anything I saw moving. I was really amped on adrenaline and after using up my six rounds we headed off to the USS Independence aircraft carrier since we were low on go juice. Landed there and I was stitched up by a Navy Corpsman. As I calmed down, I started getting nauseated and nearly puked. I was off the adrenaline high and my body and mind was realizing that I went off kind of crazy-like after getting shot. This was my first time in combat.
My CW4 told the story to the rest of the Regiment and I was given the nickname of "Murdock". Now you know the rest of the story. Oh yes, that fragmented round in the thumb got me my one and only Purple Heart.
Last edited by OH58D; 09-13-20 at 17:09.
Maj. USAR (Ret) 160th SOAR, 2/17 CAV
NRA Life Member
Black Mesa Ranch. Raising Fine Cattle and Horses in San Miguel County since 1879
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