"Our Daddy Is Invincible!"

Our Daddy Is Invincible!

By Shannon Maxwell
4th Division Press, 2010, $ 15.95
ISBN# 978-1-61751-003-8

In the nine years of war since 9/11, much has been written (and rightly so) of the courage of our wounded Marines and soldiers. With 35,000+ returning burned, wounded, with multiple amputations, the military medical system was overwhelmed, and groups such as Fisher House and Wounded Warriors sprang to the forefront to assist.

All well and good, but in the rush to assist these badly wounded warriors, there was unseen and unnoticed collateral damage – the children of these same wounded warriors.

Fortunately, author Shannon Maxwell’s fine book “Our Daddy is Invincible” addresses these issues, and in terms young children can understand.

This brightly- illustrated children’s book is directed at both the children of the wounded, as well as the children of those deployed. Dads and moms do get hurt, her pictures and age-appropriate text explain, but in the end, our family endures.
“Daddy’s been hurt”, a mom tells her two young children, “but it will all be OK.” To a wife suddenly dealing with wounded husband, she’s calmly conveyed the situation to her children, and now can go back to learning the realities of medivac’s, an emergency flight to Germany, rehab, and the multitude of care issues that will be arising. But the children lying in bed at night have their own fears, and it’s to them that Maxwell address her book “daddies can be hurt?” they think, “how can that be? We didn’t think it that way.”

Maxwell knows too well of what she writes; her Marine husband was badly wounded in Iraq in 2004, and she dropped their two children off with her sister as she made a mad dash to Germany to meet her husband at the hospital. “They sometimes get hurt, just like you and me,” Maxwell explains,” Even superheroes get hurt by the villain sometimes.” She also takes time to explain how nurses, doctors, and an array of therapists are standing by to help amputee mom or blind dad.

In a compassionate, but direct fashion, “Our Daddy is Invincible” deals with wounded dads and moms directly with illustrations of amputee dad or TBI dad. But it’s the context that’s so important, and here Maxwell and illustrator Liza Biggers make their point: amputee dad is happily swimming with his daughter, TBI dad (with helmet) is having breakfast with his young son, and wheelchair dad is on the sidelines of his daughter’s soccer game and cheering her on. “Our daddy is the bravest man we know”, one of Maxwell’s characters writes, ”we are so glad that he’s here to see us grow.”

While one wishes that Maxwell and Biggers (who lost her brother in Iraq) did not have the personal experiences that made “Our Daddy is Invincible” such a powerful and effective book…thankfully they did. If my son (with 5 deployments) ever returns as amputee dad or blind dad, this is the book I’ll be reading to his son / my grandson. A must-read for anyone with a deployed spouse and children at home.

Senator's Son

There is truth, and there is 'The Truth', and in "Senator's Son", former Marine officer and combat veteran Luke Larson gives us the latter.

Based on his two tours in Ramadi, Larson gives the reader a peek into the world of the junior Marine officer on his first combat tour...age early 20's, highly trained and motivated - and worried spitless that he won't measure up to Chesty Puller, Alexander Vandergrift, John Yancy, and all the other awesome Marines whom he'd studied at TBS and earlier.

Larson brings the reader into his world as the young lieutenants plan their missions, interact with the Marines in their commands, relate with their families back stateside, and all the while worrying how to win a battle in which he's not even sure who is the enemy.

His writing is crisp, clear, and very, very honest; if the reader is upset by the directness and earthy humor of young men at war...then stick to watching M*A*S*H re-runs.

And for those of us who spent time in Ramadi...his mentions of OPVA, Route Michigan, Snake Pit, and 17th St Station are dead-on accurate...you can give this book to your children in 20 years and say "I was there; this is what it was like."

This is Larson's first book. Let's hope we see more from him. Bravo Zulu, Marine - Well Done !!

Movie Review: "The Hurt Locker"

"The Hurt Locker" is good, gut-slammer cinema that captures, quite accurately"

By Michael Fumento
Philelphia Inquirer, 2 Aug '09

One word keeps appearing in reviews of The Hurt Locker, the critically acclaimed war film: realism.

"Realism is the special effect," was the title of one article about the film's producers. "Realism makes for explosive cinema," read the headline of the Chicago Sun-Times review of the film, which follows a three-member Army Explosives Ordnance Disposal (EOD) team over the last 38 days of its 2004 Baghdad deployment.

Actual EOD technicians have been surprised by the description. So was I, a former Army airborne combat engineer (whose job included blowing things up) and journalist who embedded briefly in 2005 with Navy-Marine EOD near Fallujah. That surprise is because of some of the film's serious unrealities, such as:

The men repeatedly don 100-pound bomb suits (useless if the typical rigged howitzer shell goes off in your face) when remote-controlled robots are routinely used. The primary robot, the Talon, pulls the detonation apparatus apart. If it breaks down, as it did in the opening scene of the film, a smaller backup robot (called a "blowbot") carrying plastic explosives blows apart the wiring. I saw this on my first blast in Iraq.

The three EOD technicians in the film repeatedly fire at the enemy. That rarely happens, though the enemy does shoot at them. Rather, EOD meets up with MPs or other soldiers who handle the combat.

In one tense scene, a Barrett .50-caliber sniper rifle jams because some of the huge rounds have fresh blood on them. No way. The amazingly powerful weapon also would have punched right through the flimsy building material that in the film protects the attackers.

It was also irritating to see the soldiers wearing uniforms they wouldn't have been issued until the next year.

In short, The Hurt Locker is not reality but what moviegoers demand: a fast-paced shoot-'em-up. The Sun-Times review title is exactly wrong: Unless the focus is on one extreme, relatively short event - such as Blackhawk Down - reality is financial death for a war film.

That's because reality is the proverbial 99 percent boredom and 1 percent sheer terror. Box-office bucks demand 99 percent action and 1 percent interlude for a bathroom break. Soldiers, too, like those movies - even after seeing the real thing.

The most obvious explanation for what the reviewers perceived as realism is that they know no more about war, Iraq, or EOD than EOD technicians know about reviewing movies.

Fortunately, they are indeed just movie reviewers. Much damage has been inflicted by journalists who "reported" on Iraq from the safety and isolation of their stateside armchairs. Or those who "reported" on combat and the conditions under which combat soldiers must live, and sometimes die, from a Baghdad hotel.

A more complimentary explanation is that the film is visually and emotionally intense, pulling in the audience. When the soldiers are spooked, you're spooked. When they're confused, you're confused.

"Where's the firing coming from?" they ask, desperately scouring the horizon. You find yourself scanning for them. The fog of war drifts from the screen into the theater.

Which is to say I thought it was a damn good movie.

What I was really looking for - besides the action, that is - was respectful treatment of the U.S. soldier in Iraq, as professional a fighter as this nation has ever deployed. And here the term realism truly applied.

The EOD soldiers were scared and often unsure. True, one was a hot dog who repeatedly and needlessly risked his life and those of his teammates. In reality, he probably would have been disciplined, if not replaced. But his actions were central to the plot.

Despite their flaws, these men did their best not just to defuse the bombs and protect U.S. troops, but to protect Iraqi civilians as well.

And there were no hints of glory. That's good. I saw a lot of things in Iraq. Mostly trash heaps, it seems. But I never saw anything glorious.

Granted, the movie soldiers repeatedly faced false dangers. But these nevertheless represented the real ones the movie didn't depict - including being ambushed en route to a mission and hitting bombs planted especially for responding EOD units. The EOD team that replaced the one I embedded with hit such a bomb in its second week of deployment; two Marines horribly burned to death.

Because the homemade bomb is the insurgents' primary weapon, there's nobody they want to kill more than those who defuse them.

That's the brutal reality. And it's a fitting tribute that the best movie to come out of the Iraq war is a testament to the brave bomb-detonators of the EOD.