Savage, despicable evil. That's what we were fighting in Iraq.

But I wondered, how would I feel about killing someone? Now I know. It’s no big deal.

At another location, we found barrels of chemical material that was intended for use as biochemical weapons. Everyone talks about there being no weapons of mass destruction in Iraq, but they seem to be referring to completed nuclear bombs, not the many deadly chemical weapons or precursors that Saddam had stockpiled.

In the end, my story, in Iraq and afterward, is about more than just killing people or even fighting for my country. It's about being a man. And it's about love as well as hate.

No, the best way to stop a vehicle is to shoot the driver. And that you can do with a number of weapons.

The Navy credits me with more kills as a sniper than any other American service member, past or present.

I'm just trying to be the me that I am and not all of this other crap. I just want to be the family man, and if somehow I can make the money to get my ranch and get the hell away from everybody else, that would be awesome.