No, We Weren’t ‘Suckers’ or ‘Losers’
The military colleagues who saved my life knew what <em>service </em>means. Trump, in contrast, lets his personal insecurities endanger America’s national security.
If Donald Trump had been on the battlefield with me in Iraq back in November 2004, I doubt I ever would’ve made it home.
In the Army, part of our soldier’s creed involves never leaving a fallen comrade behind. The only reason I am alive today is that, after a rocket-propelled grenade exploded in the Black Hawk helicopter I was co-piloting, my buddies embodied that creed. They thought I was dead but still risked their own safety to bring my body back home to my family. Only when they got me to a rescue aircraft did they realize that I was still breathing. Then they ignored their own injuries,
