Russell Throckmorton


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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Bare Feet

     I don’t like feet.  No, I hate feet.  I especially hate my feet.  I don’t wear sandals or walk around in bare feet because I am ashamed of my ugly feet.  After over a decade in the infantry, my feet have been beaten up.  I have a sixth toe on my right foot….

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