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I SHOULD HAVE GONE TO COLLEGE

There was a huge explosion sending smoke throughout our squad. Through the ensuring chaos, I now realized how little I got paid and maybe I shouldn’t have waited to take those piano lessons I always wanted to.

On a seemingly normal day that wasn’t, everything changed. In an instant, lives were transformed and their youthful ignorance lost. In an unknown city far away from the headlines, one battalion of Marines held off a highly-planned and coordinated series of attacks meant to take over the new epicenter of the Iraq Civil War; Ramadi.

Jason Rosman, a giant of a man standing at 5 feet 3 inches, was a low-ranking Marine in the heart of this battle; this is his story. Follow along on this adventure that takes you straight into the action in a way that only a man thrown into the depths of war at the age of eighteen could describe. Witness how combat slowly changes people and how the adversity of war bring people together.

In a book about war that isn’t about war, it was the people that mattered. Coming from across the country, no better than anyone else, each person made a choice and had to live with the consequences.

In a four-year career that took Jason from Southern California to Ramadi, Iraq, Okinawa, and the Haditha Triangle, a group of young men, still considered kids to most, would learn about love, friendship, and the brotherhood that can only be forged under enemy fire.

September 2024
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