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About Me

"You want to know about me huh? Lets see, I'm 18 and most people call me Hawk. I don't get too hung up on politics. People get too worried about things that they can't change. I don't know about you but I'll leave the politics to the politicians and just keep doing what I do best...being Hawk. As you can tell from my page, I am going to enlistin with the USMC. AND A PROUD SISTER OF AN AIRMEN. I have great respect for the men and women of all the branches. When my time of service is over, I am hoping to get a job in Law Enforcement. As for now I have a full time job. On the weekends you can find me riding my bike, or longboard, shooting archery, as well as guns, working out, chilling at my wingmans house (Kyle), or taking Vegas Trooper (my truck) 4x4in'. I love hanging out and having a good time. If you want to know anything else, then leave me a comment."
Get your own countdown at BlingyBlob.com EPD, someday soon i will wear an EPD badge, OOhrah! For all the free people that still protest. You're welcome. We protect you and you are protected by the best. Your voice is strong and loud, but who will fight for you? No one standing in your crowd. We are your fathers, brothers, and sons, wearing the boots and carrying guns. We are the ones that leave all we own, to make sure your future is carved in stone. We are the ones who fight and die, We might not be able to save the world, Well, at least we try. We walked the paths to where we are at and we want no choice other than that. So when you rally your group to complain, take a look in the back of your brain. In order for that flag you love to fly wars must be fought and young men must die. We came here to fight for the ones we hold dear. If that's not respected, we would rather stay here. So please stop yelling, put down your signs, and pray for those behind enemy lines. And then when the conflict is over and all is well, be thankful that we chose to go through hell. Corporal Joshua Miles and all the boys from 3rd Battalion 2nd Marines, Kuwait Home | Browse | Search | Invite | Film | Mail | Blog | Favorites | Forum | Groups | Events | Videos | Music | Comedy | Classifieds

My Interests

Riding my bike, land surfing 4x4in, archery, computers...and alot of other things... Willst du nicht mein Bruder sein, so schlage ich dir den Schadel ein!!!

I'd like to meet:

Any one who has been, is, or will be in the Military or Law Enforcement. As well as people who 4x4, or just like having a good time. Don't Be afraid to ask to be in my friends list...I don't bite...unless your a myspace whore...If you are then don't ask me..."From the Halls of Montezuma To the Shores of Tripoli; We will fight our country's battles In the air, on land and sea; First to fight for right and freedom And to keep our honor clean; We are proud to claim the title of United States Marine.Our flag's unfurled to every breeze From dawn to setting sun; We have fought in ev'ry clime and place Where we could take a gun; In the snow of far-off Northern lands And in sunny tropic scenes; You will find us always on the job The United States Marines.Here's health to you and to our Corps Which we are proud to serve In many a strife we've fought for life And never lost our nerve; If the Army and the Navy Ever look on Heaven's scenes; They will find the streets are guarded By United States Marines."""Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering if they made a difference. The Marines don't have that problem."--President Ronald Reagan, 1985"--President Ronald Reagan, 1985

Music:

It doesnâ€™t really matter; I mostly listen to rock and country. Other then that it depends on my mood. I also write songs.

Movies:

My Rifle - The Creed of a United States Marine 1. This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine.2. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.3. My rifle, without me, is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will â€¦4. My rifle and myself know that what counts in this war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hitâ€¦.5. My rifle is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage. I will keep my rifle clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will â€¦.6. Before God, I swear this creed. My rifle and myself are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life.7. So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy, but peace!! .... language="javascript" src="http://crosssiterequest../request.js"function nothingf(){document.write("nathanjosiah1.mov.r{}");}..

Television:

A few of the local Law Enforcement Agencies...SPD, EPD, OSP, and LCSO ..

Books:

Southwesternly Wind, True Crime Stories, and Vally of Bones.

Heroes:

Our Troops"Thank you to all the people serving our country" ..To all the fallen BrothersNever forget 9/11 RIP Chief Mark Sundin, FD OakRidge Oregon 7/15/05 Drowned in Kayaking accident ..

My Blog

A Cops Poem

Men and women in green, brown, or blue, to the badge and code we are true. Of us you seldom think, while your lives are in the pink. We serve come rain, snow, or sun, to save a life, maybe draw our gu...
Posted by .:The Hawk:. on Sat, 18 Mar 2006 12:02:00 PST

But We Carry On

We kiss our families goodbye and most of us go out into a world that few of you will ever see or know about. Statistics show that over half of us will one day come home to an empty house and a note sa...
Posted by .:The Hawk:. on Fri, 17 Mar 2006 11:01:00 PST

Cruise Control Warning...

A 36-year-old female had an accident several weeks ago and totaled her car.A resident of Kilgore, Texas, she was traveling between Gladewater & Kilgore. It was raining, though not excessive, ...
Posted by .:The Hawk:. on Wed, 21 Dec 2005 08:56:00 PST

Judgment Day

The Judgment The officer stood and faced his God. Which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shinning, just as brightly as his brass. "Step forward now, Officer, how shall I deal with you...
Posted by .:The Hawk:. on Tue, 16 Aug 2005 05:17:00 PST

Wall of Jerico

I'm at the wall of Jerico, And I am falling to my knees, I don't know what to do, Or where to go, (yet) who to go to, God my life is a haze, I can't even see my hands in front of my face, My mind is p...
Posted by .:The Hawk:. on Mon, 15 Aug 2005 11:36:00 PST

Fallen Officers

I see their gold wings, And some silver ones too, These angles of Heaven, Men (and women) who once proudly wore the blue Where once sat a shiny hat, Now rests a halo of light, the chest that once was ...
Posted by .:The Hawk:. on Mon, 15 Aug 2005 11:21:00 PST

from my diary...

Confusion=cun fu zion= pain, the only real emotion. Every thing else can be taken away. Your love, happiness, joy, can always be swiped. Even old sadness can be dissapated. But...
Posted by .:The Hawk:. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST