To Hell and Back: The Untold Story of the Real Heroes of Benghazi - Maxim
"They survived Benghazi only to become unwitting players in a never-ending scandal. If they have to fight, they'll fight — but this time it's to protect their own.
The plan was to make jack-o’-lanterns. John Tiegen and Mark Geist have brought their families out here, to the scraggly wilds of Tiegen’s 40-acre Colorado property, so the kids can carve pumpkins while the men hunt small game.
But the guns prove more appealing to everyone, so the plans converge.
“Cover your ears, guys,” Tiegen says as he slaps a 14-round magazine into his NEMO Watchman, the Ferrari of semiautomatic precision rifles.
To his right, Geist stares through the scope of his custom AR-15.
Then they light up the pumpkins.
Orange guts explode.
The kids cheer.
The men move on to the animals.
“Want me to skin that?” Geist asks, pointing to a rabbit with a bullet in its head. Geist’s family settled on the eastern plains more than 100 years ago.
He grew up the way kids here always have, with guns and horses and Wild West lore.
He can tell the time using nothing but the horizon and his fist. Point to a random tree or cactus and he knows its name.
He, like Tiegen, is a man of self-reliance.
And so he places the carcass on the ground, kneels over it, and pulls back the sleeves of his camouflaged jacket.
His left forearm is a map of scars.
He’s always been proficient with a knife, but these days, his thumb doesn’t flex naturally; he has to compensate, clamping the knife hilt between his fingers and his palm.
“I used to be faster at this,” he mutters.
The black memorial bracelet on his wrist flashes in the sun.
Tiegen wears one, too.
It reads:
Tyrone “Rone” Woods, Glen “Bub” Doherty/Libya 9-12-12.
Two of the dead in Benghazi..."
"In the 15 states that have same-day voter registration, the vast majority of voters who use the law are recent arrivals who’ve moved from other states. But apparently not in New Hampshire.
