Geared towards the Reserve and National Guard forces of the military. A comedic guide of how to get past the long weekends and annual training. The how to book for achieving the ultimate Sham for our lower enlisted.

Geared towards the Reserve and National Guard forces of the military. A comedic guide of how to get past the long weekends and annual training. The how to book for achieving the ultimate Sham for our lower enlisted.

Geared towards the Reserve and National Guard forces of the military. A comedic guide of how to get past the long weekends and annual training. The how to book for achieving the ultimate Sham for our lower enlisted.

This book is full of Army humor, and about 1-41 Field Artillery Battalion of Ft. Stewart GA, 3rd Infantry Division. It is a tale more of “Red Platoon” or “Red Steel.” Still known as “Glorious Guns,” we came to Ramadi Iraq during the Troop Surge of 2007. Some of us were young without plenty of experience in combat. Others like me were older and not experienced. The center of the story is me, “The Docfather.” The irony of this combat experience is the akin to the movie “The Godfather.” Like the Francis Ford Coppola’s movie, it involves a Family “Red Platoon.” The enemies of course were Al-Queda, and Iranians killing us in the middle of the night. Yet as a medic, my job was not to kill, but to heal. I have published a book like this via Fictionwise books under fiction. Truth be told, this book is anything but fiction. The blood you smell here is real. The M-4s firing bullets you hear were real. The five year old Iraqi boy who I could not save is real. For to me, God took him for a reason. Out of 38 Iraqis I tread, I lost two. One came to me with a .50 caliber round hole in his chest. By purchasing this book, you are helping not only me, but yourselves. Maybe if we change the way we wage war, or the way we spend money, we might save lives and money.

This book is full of Army humor, and about 1-41 Field Artillery Battalion of Ft. Stewart GA, 3rd Infantry Division. It is a tale more of “Red Platoon” or “Red Steel.” Still known as “Glorious Guns,” we came to Ramadi Iraq during the Troop Surge of 2007. Some of us were young without plenty of experience in combat. Others like me were older and not experienced. The center of the story is me, “The Docfather.” The irony of this combat experience is the akin to the movie “The Godfather.” Like the Francis Ford Coppola’s movie, it involves a Family “Red Platoon.” The enemies of course were Al-Queda, and Iranians killing us in the middle of the night. Yet as a medic, my job was not to kill, but to heal. I have published a book like this via Fictionwise books under fiction. Truth be told, this book is anything but fiction. The blood you smell here is real. The M-4s firing bullets you hear were real. The five year old Iraqi boy who I could not save is real. For to me, God took him for a reason. Out of 38 Iraqis I tread, I lost two. One came to me with a .50 caliber round hole in his chest. By purchasing this book, you are helping not only me, but yourselves. Maybe if we change the way we wage war, or the way we spend money, we might save lives and money.

This book is full of Army humor, and about 1-41 Field Artillery Battalion of Ft. Stewart GA, 3rd Infantry Division. It is a tale more of “Red Platoon” or “Red Steel.” Still known as “Glorious Guns,” we came to Ramadi Iraq during the Troop Surge of 2007. Some of us were young without plenty of experience in combat. Others like me were older and not experienced. The center of the story is me, “The Docfather.” The irony of this combat experience is the akin to the movie “The Godfather.” Like the Francis Ford Coppola’s movie, it involves a Family “Red Platoon.” The enemies of course were Al-Queda, and Iranians killing us in the middle of the night. Yet as a medic, my job was not to kill, but to heal. I have published a book like this via Fictionwise books under fiction. Truth be told, this book is anything but fiction. The blood you smell here is real. The M-4s firing bullets you hear were real. The five year old Iraqi boy who I could not save is real. For to me, God took him for a reason. Out of 38 Iraqis I tread, I lost two. One came to me with a .50 caliber round hole in his chest. By purchasing this book, you are helping not only me, but yourselves. Maybe if we change the way we wage war, or the way we spend money, we might save lives and money.

What would you do if you were a (suddenly) single grandmother and both of your daughter and son-in-law were sent off to war at the same time, leaving you as primary caregiver for your 2-year old grandson??? You'd do exactly what I did... Report for "Doodie"! So many events inspired this book…some happy, some frustrating, some sad…but all…life-changing. My story starts with one incredibly funny incident that served as an epiphany to share my story. This was not the first time I was “Reporting for Doodie”, but it was the first time I was doing it all alone. Or so I thought…I discovered a secret vault filled with friends I never knew I had. Sadly, I also lost a few along the way. I found myself in the midst of an unexpected divorce, facing the possible loss of my home and making a major career change, when someone, somewhere took a look at my proverbial “plate” and thought…”there’s a little corner of her plate that isn’t taken, she needs a toddler to care for…oh, and at the same time, let’s throw in a rarely-heard-of medical condition to make her life even more interesting”. I hope you enjoy my account of how this beautiful child saved me from myself and how I used “The Secret” to channel the inner strength my mother gave me…all compliments of the U.S. Military.

What would you do if you were a (suddenly) single grandmother and both of your daughter and son-in-law were sent off to war at the same time, leaving you as primary caregiver for your 2-year old grandson??? You'd do exactly what I did... Report for "Doodie"! So many events inspired this book…some happy, some frustrating, some sad…but all…life-changing. My story starts with one incredibly funny incident that served as an epiphany to share my story. This was not the first time I was “Reporting for Doodie”, but it was the first time I was doing it all alone. Or so I thought…I discovered a secret vault filled with friends I never knew I had. Sadly, I also lost a few along the way. I found myself in the midst of an unexpected divorce, facing the possible loss of my home and making a major career change, when someone, somewhere took a look at my proverbial “plate” and thought…”there’s a little corner of her plate that isn’t taken, she needs a toddler to care for…oh, and at the same time, let’s throw in a rarely-heard-of medical condition to make her life even more interesting”. I hope you enjoy my account of how this beautiful child saved me from myself and how I used “The Secret” to channel the inner strength my mother gave me…all compliments of the U.S. Military.

What would you do if you were a (suddenly) single grandmother and both of your daughter and son-in-law were sent off to war at the same time, leaving you as primary caregiver for your 2-year old grandson??? You'd do exactly what I did... Report for "Doodie"! So many events inspired this book…some happy, some frustrating, some sad…but all…life-changing. My story starts with one incredibly funny incident that served as an epiphany to share my story. This was not the first time I was “Reporting for Doodie”, but it was the first time I was doing it all alone. Or so I thought…I discovered a secret vault filled with friends I never knew I had. Sadly, I also lost a few along the way. I found myself in the midst of an unexpected divorce, facing the possible loss of my home and making a major career change, when someone, somewhere took a look at my proverbial “plate” and thought…”there’s a little corner of her plate that isn’t taken, she needs a toddler to care for…oh, and at the same time, let’s throw in a rarely-heard-of medical condition to make her life even more interesting”. I hope you enjoy my account of how this beautiful child saved me from myself and how I used “The Secret” to channel the inner strength my mother gave me…all compliments of the U.S. Military.