UNAFRAID Book Images
Browse the images found in the UNAFRAID: Staring Down Terror as a Navy SEAL and a Single Dad book below.
Page 7
It started early, flexing in my Underoos circa 1982.
Page 22
My last day as a civilian, August 1996.
Page 27
The starting point. My Marine Corps graduation photo.
Page 79
Damn, he’s good-looking. In Iraq at SEAL Team Two with Jason Workman, an amazing operator and even better friend. Miss you, buddy.
Page 85
Cherished moments, hanging out with my hero (Dad) at a Bengals game.
Page 113
My first dual breach, somewhere in Iraq.
Page 118
Why walk when you can drive? Enjoying the view in sunny Afghanistan.
Page 119
The eyes say it all.
Page 131
The price of freedom. Dom and I paying respect to a fallen brother before a mission in Iraq, 2008.
Page 132
Luis Souffront, one of the greatest warriors that I ever had the pleasure to serve with. He was the walking definition of a “legend”.
Page 137
Each year we dive in Luis’ favorite spearfishing spot. Through his family and friends, his memory lives on.
Page 138
Dom and me paying respect to our friend, Luis with the love of his life Jami.
Page 143
Having dinner with my girls as my marriage unraveled. A dark time for all of us, but we got through it as a team.
Page 151
The son that taught me to be a father. His smile made it all worthwhile.
Page 156
Heading to a target with a warrior who never quit, Adam Brown. Fearless.
Page 159
Saying goodbye to my kids before my final deployment. Kailha, Samantha and Triston—you saved my life. Thank you.
Page 167
Meeting President Obama at Dover Air Force Base after flying home with my fallen brothers who perished on Extortion 17.
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Knocking back some old-fashioneds with Joe, my BUD/S roommate.
Page 193.2
Like father, like son.
Page 207
Margarita time with mom celebrating my retirement. After 20 years, we finally get to have a “normal” relationship.
Page 207.1
All grown up, me and my girls.
Page 207.2
(L to R) Little Murph, Mr. Murphy, Dad and me at a Cincinnati Reds game in 2017.
Page 207.3
Attempting to play golf with the Laverty Lane crew—me, Chad (L) and Oz (R). We left our spears at home this time.
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With my old teammate Dom Raso. Always take care of those who have your back.