Lance Cpl. Jason E. Smith

Lance Cpl. Jason E. Smith, 21, of Phoenix, Ariz. died Dec. 31 as a result of hostile action in Al Anbar Province, Iraq. He was assigned to 1st Light Armored Reconnaissance Battalion, 1st Marine Division, I Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Pendleton, Calif

Jason E. Smith's last letters home talked about wanting to tell people about the "scary" times of war _ the horrors of seeing "dead bodies" and "dead Marines." While he shared his doubts about being in Iraq, he said he had also come to a new understanding. "Someone needs to do it," he wrote. "I'm glad to help these innocent Iraqis out." Smith, 21, of Phoenix was killed Dec. 31 while on patrol in Anbar province. He was based at Camp Pendleton. Smith loved baseball and was a good enough pitcher to earn a scholarship to Glendale Community College. But he passed up the opportunity in order to enlist in the Marines, deciding he wanted to "grow up" before trying for a career in the sport. In the months before his death, he had dropped his rebellious ways and become religious. Before the offensive on Fallujah, he was baptized by chaplains who filled rubber dinghies with water. "It was like he grew up to another level at the end," said his father, Glenn. His last letters to his father and mother, Jodi, arrived the day of his death. "Reading them after set us at ease," his father said. "It provided a final chapter to his worldly life."

 

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Marine Saluting Courtesy Sgt Michal S. Williams





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.