Wednesday’s Hero:Staff Sgt. Dennisur Thompson

Staff Sgt. Dennisur Thompson


Staff Sgt. Dennisur Thompson, 21st Theater Sustainment Command, overcompensates a left turn while on a driving simulator as a part of the Save a Life Tour in Kaiserslautern, Germany.

Photo Courtesy of U.S. Army

These brave men and women sacrifice so much in their lives so that others may enjoy the freedoms we get to enjoy everyday. For that, I am proud to call them Hero.
We Should Not Only Mourn These Men And Women Who Died, We Should Also Thank God That Such People Lived

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By: Indian Chris


One thought on “Wednesday’s Hero:Staff Sgt. Dennisur Thompson

  1. random 10 year old story.

    When I was in the Marines I spent about a year being a lousy Marine. Not cuz I was weak, I was, but not as weak as others thought, I was defiant, and a jerk.

    Then I spent the next 3 years and a few months, as one of the “studds.” (not really, I just had max PFT’s (until I gained my weight, I HATE YOU POUNDS!!!!) and an SQ and stuff like that. Not studd studd, my penis earned me that)

    The last year that I was in, I was FURIOUS at the Corps, for reasons I have expressed, but they are selfish reasons, and I became about as Marine as a Marine can get without a combat MOS and a few facial scars.

    One time while on a simple run, I think it was only 2 miles (though it was an “up and down” run, going up a hill, and sprinting down) and one of the guys who was actually more fit than me, was pulling crap that I pulled in boot, and in School, and he fell out of the formation. I ran back for him to drag him back into formation and was bitching at him cuz he was in better shape than I was, and he said to me, “I’m tired.”

    “YOU’RE TIRED! YOU’RE TIRED!!!! YOU KNOW WHO’S TIRED?! I AM, CUZ I’M RUNNING BACKWARDS AND DRAGGING YOUR WHINY ASS!!!” (that actually became a running joke.

    He thought I was funny and sincere rather than working for a nice fitrep, and he started doing what he always could have done from the beginning.

    In other words, he wasn’t Marine material but he enjoyed gaming people. (I never forgived him for that.)

    But soon after that situation.

    We got a fresh to fleet woman who came to our platoon pregnant, at 4’11” and couldn’t SHUT THE HELL UP!

    I liked her, but not in that way, not my type.

    She was like a ninja mouse, where too many think that it’s better to be retarded bulls. She was feisty. FEISTY!

    I thought that she would be great on paper, and a good tech (I was an comsec tech, she was a comtech) but we had a moto’d Company Commander and Battallion Commander, and we “humped” about once a month, never less than 6 miles (I know it’s not much, but we were electronics techs, 2800 field)

    Now, this chick is PREGNANT! Not PJ Mamma pregnant, but the kinda pregnant PJ experiences for about 6 months out of a year, and since the doctor cleared her to “hump” (funny, I know. HEHE, “why you on this hump, We weren’t there for your last one apparently.” “HAH . . . HAH”)

    We were on a hump, and I swear I wanted to punch the exact same guy who frustrated me in the first story, cuz he flagged, and fell out before any, ANY of the women in the company. That just doesn’t happen, and even though he was one of my friends, I wasn’t gonna give him one drop of assistance, because he wasn’t actually falling out, he was flipping the Marine Corps the bird.

    *ZING!* someone from up front in the formation comes FLYING back to my buddy, who I would have punched instead of helped, and started yelling.

    I’ll be DAMNED if it wasn’t the pregnant midget female doing almost exactly the same thing I did a month or so before on a run. But she did it during a HUMP!

    During the run, you had a 6′ plus guy, yelling at an about 6′ guy to get off his ass and run.

    On the hump, you had a less than 5′ PREGNANT chick yelling at an almost 6′ guy and calling him a bitch.

    It really was a thing of beauty, and he never lived it down.

    I don’t know where I was going with it, but really, it really was a thing of beauty, like puting a 302 in a pinto, it’s just WRONG, but it’s a thing of beauty.

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