Lance Cpl. Julian T. Brennan

Lance Cpl. Julian T. Brennan 25, of Brooklyn, N.Y., died Jan. 24 while supporting combat operations in Farah province, Afghanistan. He was assigned to 3rd Battalion, 8th Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, N.C. 

In many ways, he was your typical twenty-something Park Slope resident, hanging out at the local bars and aspiring to be a successful actor.

But Marine Lance Cpl. Julian T. Brennan, 25, also felt a calling larger than himself. He made the ultimate sacrifice Jan. 24, when a roadside bomb took his life while supporting combat operations in Farah province, Afghanistan.

“We were siting around one night playing dominoes and he said to his mother and me, ‘I have something to tell you,’” recalled Brennan’s father, Billy, at their Park Slope home. “We knew it was something big and he said, ‘I joined the Marines.’”

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Marine Saluting Courtesy Sgt Michal S. Williams
Billy Brennan said he and his wife were not surprised at their son’s decision as he almost signed up for the Marines after September 11, 2001.
Julian wanted to follow in the footsteps of his grandfather, James Brennan, a Marine who fought in Iwo Jima during World War II, recalled Billy, who is a children’s entertainer.

Entertaining was also in Julian’s blood. After completing high school in Washington DC, he went on to graduate from the American Academy of Dramatic Arts in Manhattan in 2005 with an associate’s degree in drama.

 





FORGOTTEN WARRIOR
He lives alone In the hills and the trees
He bares his soul To the cool mountain breeze
He talks to the Spirit He listens to the Wind
They shield him from memories Buried deep within
The world has forgotten The sacrifice he made
The scars he bears remind him Of the high price he paid
Freedom is not given But with blood it has been bought
By warriors such as he And by the wars they fought
We can't forget our warriors Or let them die in vain
But with respect and honor We can help to ease their pain
Our Freedom will be taken If no one will defend
God bless our Forgotten Warriors Who live to fight again.
-Unknown-


God and the soldier all men adore
in times of trouble, but no more.
For when war is ended and all things righted,
God is neglected, the old soldier slighted.