“Pooh leaned back against the tree, thinking to himself, "Hmm... I wonder if there's any hunny left in the hunny pot?" As he slowly switched the clacker's safety to the "off" position.Piglet had just finished inserting the blasting cap into the claymore. "What?" said Piglet, with a jump. And then, to show that he hadn't been frightened, he jumped up and down once or twice more in an exercising sort of way.”

“If a Piglet demonstrates courage... Is he still a Piglet?”

“Somewhere, there is a Moatengator trained to kill you. He was trained with minimal food, water or sleep. He was trained day and night to think, to lead, and to survive under conditions so extreme, you might find them comical. He learned more about himself and camaraderie on his first trip into the jungle than most men learn in a lifetime. The only thing clean on him is his weapon. He doesn't worry about what workout to do - his ruck weighs what it weighs. His runs ends when it ends. This Moatengator is not concerned about 'how hard it is;' he knows either he wins or he may die and so may his Brothers. He doesn't go home at 17:00, he is always at home. He knows only the jungle, his rifle and the Moatengator brotherhood.”

“Esteban took a step backwards and took his sweatshirt off. He folded it and placed it on the ground next to the wall. He looked like a matador preparing for a bullfight. I opened my mouth and almost said something...”

“Last night I had a nightmare. That me and someone I cared a lot about were playing a game in a pool. We'd take turns submerging ourselves under the water while the other person kept time.At one point it felt like the other person might be drowning, so  I jumped in to pull her up. She smiled and laughed and pushed me away. Then she turned blue and died. I could not resuciate her.I woke up at 3, sweating, in shock and pain. Frightened. But then I realized it was only a dream. But then I realized it was just like real life...Sometimes people we care about play risky games and then don't want our help. There is nothing we can do for them, no matter how much we care...”

“I still believe in Faith, Hope and Love. I will wait to see what my Father has in store for me next. This has just been a reminder for me to not forget that I am here for Him. And I can trust, He will take care of me.”

“I want my writings to inspire and awaken. I have no interest in spinning silly tales for money. I want to fish deep down into my soul and see what I can pull up, in the belief that once I've gone that far down, everyone will understand that we are all the same, that far down.”