Not too long ago there was a question that got brought up to me and it just hit me. I had no real answer to it, but it seemed as an important question as any to have the answer to.

Who is DRU G $?

That’s some deep shit when I stopped and tried to come up with the simple explanation, but none came. What goes into who someone is? Is it physical? Mental? Emotional? Maybe it’s a wrap up of all of it but how do you put that into words that will accurately describe “WHO” you are? I mean I know I’m DRU and that isn’t very descriptive for someone who hasn’t been there to witness the things who have made me think things I think or act the way I do. It would be really hard for me to come up with just a simplistic, cookie cutter, hey this is who I am type answer for that question. Best bet would be to share some of the experiences and see how they play a role in the makeup of the whole person DRU is.

The intent of this writing is to compile a gathering of memories of my life that I have experienced so that one day those who love me may know the details of my life. Hell, this may even serve as a way for me to remember everything that I have done in my life when I am old and can’t remember if I brushed my teeth or wiped my ass.

In any event from this point forward there will be no editing or embellishments everything will be true and factual as I remember it to the best of my ability. If you are reading this it is of your own free will and always remembers to be careful for what you ask for. If you have a high regard for me as a person be careful as to digging too deep to get a better understanding of the way my mind works. I do not even pretend to be on the same level as most others but I do know the difference of what is right and wrong. This is where the difference starts, along with knowing what is right and wrong I can foresee the consequences of an action. Let me give you an example that I used while deployed in Iraq in 2005. I entered a shop ran by an Iraqi. There was no one inside running the shop, completely “abandoned”. The thought process I had while I was over there was that every dollar I spent at an Iraqi shop was a dollar that was going to be used to fund terrorism. So in my own way I was fighting the terrorist by not allowing them to be able to operate in a profitable business. . Anyway so instead of looking for the shop owner I just took what I wanted. What were they really going to do I had an M16A2 while they had barely a right to be on the FOB..

I know stealing is wrong, it’s even a commandment not to do it but I think I was doing more good than harm. You be the judge though. Am I a self-manipulating asshole or just a man who had the ability to view things at a different angle then the masses of mankind? Either way I have lived my life in a manner that I think most people would be happy to say when they die, and that is……Without Regret.

there is a lot more to this story, but I am going to hold off on telling the rest for now