Russell Throckmorton

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Flying Snowshoes and Frozen Hot Dogs. part 2

As I sat on top of a winter ridge line in Alaska, my stomach was growling and I felt weak.  I knew it was time to eat. I pulled out my issued Meal Ready to Eat (MRE).  I was probably the worst MRE to have #15, Beef Frankfurters.   What is a a frankfurter?  Frankfurter is…

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Flying Snowshoes and Frozen Hot Dogs. part 1

     Often times in the military you find yourself in such a miserable moment that you cannot help but contemplate the bigger picture.  I had a night like that as a brand new private on the side of a mountain in Alaska. My team had been tasked to conduct a recon on a site…

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