This appeared in Boston Globe last week. It is a story of a Navy Corpsman and a bunch of Marines and a little girl. Blood and treasure indeed. Chris Walsh and his Marines are our treasure, not just blood. I'd want Chris riding ambulances in my community. I'd like to be his neighbor and friend. Lift a beer and laugh with him. And I'd like to tell him that he's the kind of man I'd like to be, were I a better man.
Semper fi, Doc Walsh.
Saving Baby Mariam
Boston Globe
December 4, 2006
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Saving Baby Mariam
Unto death, platoon fulfills a mission in Iraq
By Kevin Cullen, Globe Staff
It was a routine patrol, in the third week of June -- if, in fact, there is such a thing as a routine patrol in Fallujah, in the Anbar Province of Iraq.
Chris Walsh, a Navy medic assigned to a US Marines weapons company, was riding in a Humvee with three Marines, when a hidden bomb exploded in the dirt road just in front of them.
Even before the thick dust had settled, the Marines, and Walsh, were out of the vehicle, looking for the insurgents who had planted the remote-control device. The triggerman, as several who joined the pursuit vividly recall, was spotted first on a rooftop, then on the ground making his escape through the maze of ramshackle houses that line the road.