Megan was my boss and my friend and her death is a huge loss to anyone who knew her. She was the consumate professional at all times, but that never stopped her from having a sense of humor about it all. She knew the risks of being in Iraq, but felt that it was her duty as a Marine to go back (she'd been in Iraq a year as a civilian contractor). She was an athlete, a Marine, a loyal friend and an inspiration. I will miss her always.

A nice tribute. I'm sorry for your loss.

I remember Megan talking me into bringing a couple hundred Beanie Babies back to Ramadi in 2004, from the Green Zone my Marines thought it was crazy but after they talked to Megan, they were all on board too, I'll miss you my friend.

My heart aches for the families and friends of our fallen. Kat and Gunner, you were blessed to be part of her life, and our country is blessed for her service. We are so lucky to have these dedicated men and women. You're in that group, too, Bill. Arizona has buried 2 of our own this month so far, and will be gathering to honor and bury another fallen hero on Tuesday morning. The Patriot Guard Riders are escorting him home to his family from Sky Harbor Airport as I'm typing this. I couldn't go because I had to work too late. We do have three welcome home missions for later this month, though. Bill, keep your head down.

Megan was a great person, and it will be a tragic loss for her family and the Corps. She presented the flag at my brother in laws funeral when he was killed in Iraq 5-7-05. Me and Todd both had taken Megan, and Kat on missions around Baghdad, and she was always a pleasure to have on board, and so was Kat...stop touching me. Megan our prayers are with you and say Hi to Todd for us. SEMPER FI

I served with Megan at Camp Fallujah. I would frequently have breakfast with her, because her enthusiasm and spirit would motivate me for the rest of the day. She invited me out to run with her, but I didn't want to embarrass myself. I called her 3M except when she was her friend Melissa, then I called them M & M. On 28 Feb'06 she took care of something for me in her role as a Public Affairs Officer. I wrote in an email to her "You’re the shit! Thanks for taking care of this, MMM." She responded by saying, "I’m sure it is a guy thing, but not very many girls want to be “the shit.” Just your female familiarization lesson for the day." Megan, you will be missed by your whole family of Marines who knew and loved you for the superb Marine Officer you were and exemplary citizen. Thanks for the memories and your selfless service to country. Freedom truly isn't free, and your death was a high price to pay. May your soul rest in peace forever, Young Lady! You will never be forgotten.

Megan and I go way back. I remember the days of us do gymnastics for hours and hours in her backyard. I was so sad to hear the news of Megan's death, but so proud to hear of all she had accomplished. My thoughts go out to her family.

I had the chance to meet and run in the Marine Corp Marathon with Maj. McClung. I found her a shear inspiration and a very cheerful person from the first minute we met. She insured that all our armed services brothers and sisters were giving the opportunity to participate in the marathon hosted at Al Asad and were taken care of from the time we got off the plane until the day we left. She was lovely lady and an incredible Marine. She will be missed by all.

I met Megan on the plane as we deployed into Iraq with IMEF in 06. She was a Captain at the time. I had numerous opportunities to talk with her, pass a few joking remarks and came to admire her positive can do spirit, no matter what the circumstances. She had a t-shirt she would wear when running occassionally, on the back it said something to the extent of "If you can read this, I am faster than you". As Marines we all share in the sorrow of her death as we do with all of our fallen Marines. To her family my and I am sure the Corps prayers are with you in your time of loss.

Semper FI

LtCol R.D. Paul USMC

Capt (made Maj while I was embedded) McClung and I jousted many times over her desk at the PAO Office in Camp Fallujah. She made fun of me for "policing up my area" (my trailer room) like a "Good Marine". Her wit and humor, her sense of duty and humanity made it a pleasure to work with her.

She was a nice lady, a great Marine, and someone who never cut me any slack, took any of my shit, but always came through on my request. She was the prime mover in getting me embedded with Lima 3/5, and my resulting story. Today is a pretty shitty, sad day for me.

While the 3d Civial Affairs Groupd was getting ready to deploy to Iraq last January, then Capt McClung tok the time to give five of us colonels a true, nitty-gritty brief of what we could expect. Then she proceeded to run one of our number into the dirt (none of the rest of us were up to the challenge.) I ran into her several times over the course of the year, and each time, I left with the impression that she would go far in the Corps. What a professional, and now, what a loss.

RIP, megan

Dr. Michael McClung & Re,
For the years I done business w/ you Mike, I always remembered seeing the pictures & hearing the stories of Meagan; what an awesome daughter (and a direct reflection of YOU BOTH). I know you as a Christian brother - May GOD give you HIS comfort during this "momentary seperation".

Your Friend.

For sometime there will be a lump in my throat. Walking down the halls of our building won’t be the same. Running for that matter won’t be the same. I had the privilege to call Major Megan McClung a friend, running motivator and compassionate listener. She was an amazing person with talent, skill and a good heart. Would push you to pass her in any race and would turn around to keep you going. By chance, we were always arm and arm, stride and stride together while racing in Fallujah. I knew I was doing well if I could hear her steps behind me, or if she was right in front of me. Now I’ll have to image her there along side of me, pushing me like always, smiling like she did the best and being the leader that she was. Rest in peace my dear Major; my heart will have a void for sometime indeed. I pray for you and your kind soul, and pray for the strength of your family and all that you touched in life.

Megan - - it does not seem plausible to be laughing with you in the Ramadi chow hall a month ago and discussing races to run in DC. I still have your resume sitting in my e-mail to critique. You struck me as a good-hearted soul, who senior and subordinate alike would want to talk to - - if we could catch you on the run. I asked you if you minded being in Ramadi - - your response was, "I would rather be in no other place than helping my fellow Marines and Soldiers, no matter the condition." I can tell by the other postings that you had a significant impact on others, as you did for me. - - Fair Winds, Megan. Your friend - Matt

I met Megan at Admiral Farragut Academy in Pine Beach, New Jersey. She was in our graduating class of 1991. I remember Megan as a very cheerful, energetic, easy going cadet. She was always full of energy, loads of talent and always had a smile on her face. My prays goes out to Megan's family and friends........RIP

I also knew Megan back in AFA '91 and remember her as Jomo said cheerful and energetic. I also remember her as a beautiful and personable person who cared for her fellow cadets. I now know she carried that on up until the end and am proud to have known her. I pray for her family and friends in their time of grief but know Megan is in a much better place now and blushing at all the wonderful things people are remembering about her. I will make it a point to stop by Arlington and pay my respects soon. You will be missed Megan.

I just learned of Megan's death from the article on the new Commandant of the Naval Academy in the Washington Post. I knew her briefly, as she was one of my upper class in 29th Company at the Academy. She always made us Plebes smile and remember not to take the hazing so seriously. While I haven't seen her in many years, I never forgot her, and join with you all in grieving this tragic loss.

I've never Megan Mcclung, but most people won't know who she is later on in life, it gives me a sense of sadness to hear about it in my mind. I'm sure she's soaring with our Angels now, raised our flag on Iwo Jima, Okinawa and left our terrible lives we have already been through. She doesn't know or even know care I still write it out loud. My heart only goes out only for her, not for the folks back home or her parents, as we contiuned to ignore the conflict, even knowing their slighest story from their POV.

These Days, I yet to wonder how we vote for her as "America's Farvorite Mom", Favorite Nurse, Mentor, etc... I occasionally wanted to plot a revnge on those who killed her, If it does I Murder Her, I'll have 50 of your own Men. Personally, If she ever knew, I know that myself I'm the toughest guy to mess around with, hardest peorson to get away with, and any day, I've thought about challenging her in a smackdown.

Yet, if we ever met 1somehow she would I've a caring heart, somewhere. Despite my dislike for "Hazing" , we might get along somehow. I'm honestly too serous, alwys lecturing about a subject relating to destroyer. and I'm too much of an authoritarian btu I allow some leniency to pass them.

Lastly, A pay to her respect to her at Arlington is never quite enough for me to do. I want to see her, but in the end, sobbing right in front of her, wishing that she would kindly enough to wipe away my tears and sorrow that's long overdue. But, yer in the end, You'll be remembered as my lady. Somebody, please give my lasting forgiveness to her. Please, this letter is more important than anyone else.

Semper Fi,
Jeffrey