A good explanation of the significance of the date of October 3rd in Ranger history, and one former Ranger's account of what it meant to him personally in Iraq.
http://www.havokjournal.com/military/october-3rd
Excerpt:
http://www.havokjournal.com/military/october-3rd
Excerpt:
October 3rd.
I immediately looked at the bracelet on my other wrist, by this point, no longer black but silver with the inscription of SGT Joyce’s name and the date that he died, faded and barely legible. In an instant, the gravity of the moment and the day’s events hit me like a ton of bricks. I had been in a bit of haze from the time we got hit up until now, almost on auto pilot from the moment we got back into the wire after the first time out. My boots and kit were still fresh with the dried blood of my Ranger buddies who had eaten most of the shrapnel, shrapnel that I would have eaten, had their bodies not been in the way. Had their flesh not eaten it for me.
I wondered if this is how the Rangers in Somalia felt on the morning of Oct 4th...