Posted on Nov 11, 2015
When should you not follow the rules... (an example)...
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Laura Lane: When you shouldn’t follow the rules
As a foreign affairs officer in Rwanda in 1994, 26-year-old Laura Lane rescued more than 250 Americans at the beginning of the genocide, but was forced to de...
Laura Lane: When you shouldn’t follow the rules... (an example)... (Link Video):https://youtu.be/VBaRz8Yl93k As a foreign affairs officer in Rwanda in 1994, 26-year-old Laura Lane rescued more than 250 Americans at the beginning of the genocide, but was forced to desert all of her local allies – whose work alongside her nearly guaranteed their death. Every day, she carries the heavy weight of this perceived abandonment, convinced she could have done more. Today, one lesson remains above the rest: sometimes, when the risk of regret is too great, following the rules isn’t worth it – and you need to write your own.
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TSgt John Temblador, PI, CIPA
Well said MAJ Ken Landgren... Thank-you for your service and God Bless You!
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There is always a time to die ... either we die then ... or we die fill with regrets years later.
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TSgt John Temblador, PI, CIPA
Well said PO3 Hy Thong... Thank-you for your service and God Bless You!
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When humanity is screaming in your ear. While in Honduras (in 2006) we had our Doc taking of the Honduran Commandos of the 4th Infantry and the HAF Security Forces. One night I got called the main gate because a local girl (about 5 or 6 yo) was badly burned on her legs.
I told the Honduran SF to stand down and I took her and her mom to our Doc. He did everything he could and sent them home with medical supplies.
The next day I was chewed out by our Det Commander and the Honduran DFC. I pleaded my case, but the Army SGM in charge of us was a bag of Douche. I received an LOR and the Doc received an LOC for it.
I wiped my ass with mine after taking a healthy grumpy in a blue port-o-john.
I told the Honduran SF to stand down and I took her and her mom to our Doc. He did everything he could and sent them home with medical supplies.
The next day I was chewed out by our Det Commander and the Honduran DFC. I pleaded my case, but the Army SGM in charge of us was a bag of Douche. I received an LOR and the Doc received an LOC for it.
I wiped my ass with mine after taking a healthy grumpy in a blue port-o-john.
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