OT - NO POLITICS Thank You Veterans
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My dad fought in ww2. Every year i watch the remembrance day parade and think of his sacrifice. He was a pow in italy for 2 years. He and another prisoner escaped. He walked for two weeks at night to get back to his village in italy relying on farmers for good and shelter during the day.
Thank you to the brave, loyal souls who fought so hard for us. This is my Uncle Raymond who died in a concentration camp in Japan at the age of 25 years old so our family could have freedom. RIP Uncle Raymond and all those who made the ultimate sacrifice.
My Dad and both uncles fought in WW2. They didn't speak about it except once when one of the guys who was in the South Pacific with Dad came to visit.
Thanks to all who served and those who are still serving.
Dad is the middle guy.
My Dad was always into photography. I have 40 thousand slides all in special slide boxes all labeled with dates and where it was. The slides started right before he was in the army.
Im with my grandkids this week. They are 5 and 3. Too young to understand what their great grandfather experienced. I will tell them when they are old enough.
LouJersey
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Thank you to all who have served or are serving. Thank you for being braver than most of us and putting your lives on hold to give us freedom and rights and allowing me to sleep soundly. Thank you for allowing me to vote and giving me my religious freedom. Thank you for allowing my kids to pursue their dreams without fear from unseen enemies. Veterans are truly our biggest national treasure and there aren’t enough days or accolades to celebrate you wholly.
Navy lineage through two sisters who married two brothers (my sister Patter [Mary Patricia] wed John; Julie, Joe). That side of the family has Navy roots going back to World War II. (Joe & John's father was a Navy pilot in in the second World War.)
Julie's daughter Ashley married Chris, also a sailor, who prepared and repaired vehicles & helicopters from an aircraft carrier providing support in Afghanistan. Her younger sister, Caroline, also married a Navy man.
(Chris's best friend married Patter's daughter, Julia, upon returning home from his support duties, too.)
Patter's son George is a warrant officer in the Army. My sister Frances has a son and a daughter in the Army.
After their divorce and my father's death in 1973, my mother married a Marine and Vietnam veteran, Gregory, 20 years later.
Finally, my close friend John served in Vietnam as a medic, and some of the security people at work are veterans as well. One is a Marine training to be a Boston firefighter.
Ten years ago, I lived under the roof of a career firefighter in Savin Hill. One of my housemates, who could not have been more than 22 years old, served in Iraq.
Fallujah and Mosul.
Blew my mind.
In the event, I thank all American military personnel, each and every one, active or veteran, for their service to our country and civilians like me.
Please forgive if this sounds inane or scolding. That is not my purpose.
Even so, 3% of our population does the fighting and dying for the rest of us.
"Freedom has a price the protected will never know."
"Freedom isn't free."
Again, some gave, some give, all.
With deep respect from a grateful nation,
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Julie's daughter Ashley married Chris, also a sailor, who prepared and repaired vehicles & helicopters from an aircraft carrier providing support in Afghanistan. Her younger sister, Caroline, also married a Navy man.
(Chris's best friend married Patter's daughter, Julia, upon returning home from his support duties, too.)
Patter's son George is a warrant officer in the Army. My sister Frances has a son and a daughter in the Army.
After their divorce and my father's death in 1973, my mother married a Marine and Vietnam veteran, Gregory, 20 years later.
Finally, my close friend John served in Vietnam as a medic, and some of the security people at work are veterans as well. One is a Marine training to be a Boston firefighter.
Ten years ago, I lived under the roof of a career firefighter in Savin Hill. One of my housemates, who could not have been more than 22 years old, served in Iraq.
Fallujah and Mosul.
Blew my mind.
In the event, I thank all American military personnel, each and every one, active or veteran, for their service to our country and civilians like me.
Please forgive if this sounds inane or scolding. That is not my purpose.
Even so, 3% of our population does the fighting and dying for the rest of us.
"Freedom has a price the protected will never know."
"Freedom isn't free."
Again, some gave, some give, all.
With deep respect from a grateful nation,
Army Private Is Identified Almost 80 Years After Death in World War II
Jeremiah P. Mahoney had been missing in action since 1945. His remains will be interred in Arlington National Cemetery in 2025.
How Armistice Day Became Veterans Day in the United States
The holiday, which originally marked the end of World War I, was broadened in the 1950s to honor all veterans.
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Strongly recommend reading The Women by Kristen Hannah. It’s a historical fiction book that came out this year about the female nurses who went to Vietnam and their experiences over there and when they came home.
Hannah is one of my favorite authors, but despite that, I couldn’t put the book down.
My father was fortunate. He enlisted in the Navy in 1954 a year after the Korean War ended, he and four of his buddies joined up rather than get drafted into the Army. During his time the US didn't become involved in any wars however he & Mom came very close to having to postpone their wedding because of the Suez crisis in 1956. He was a radioman on a destroyer tender (his bunk was right over the ammunition hold) and was honorably discharged in 1958. He was always very proud of his service.
Thanks Dad and all other veterans for stepping up.
Thanks Dad and all other veterans for stepping up.
There are not enough Thanks we can give to so many people that served, many lived through what I imagine would be hell on earth, some made it back home, many did not. They made the ultimate sacrifice, so that we have the freedom we have today. Here is the Flanders field poem written by a Canadian soldier, the reason we wear the poppy.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
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ODAAT
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my family has absolutely no military history but without fail, my father always insisted when living in Ottawa, no matter the weather, we go down to National War Memorial to honor vets.
I`ll never know a bad day compared to all of those brave men and women , Lest We Forget
I`ll never know a bad day compared to all of those brave men and women , Lest We Forget
To my Papa Ralph, and my Papa Walter.
Papa Ralph lied about his age and fought in WW1. Held a boxing title in the Navy. Tough SOB. With bright blue eyes.
Papa Walter fought in WWII
He was stationed in Belgium. There he met my late grandmother and they fell in love. She became a war bride. Love at first sight for them.
Never got to meet them, as they died long before I was born. But I heard stories. I wish I did get to meet them.
Few gave many, some gave all. We honor and we give thanks today for all those who have served and serve. Thank you isn't enough. Freedom isn't free.
Papa Ralph
Papa Walter
Papa Ralph lied about his age and fought in WW1. Held a boxing title in the Navy. Tough SOB. With bright blue eyes.
Papa Walter fought in WWII
He was stationed in Belgium. There he met my late grandmother and they fell in love. She became a war bride. Love at first sight for them.
Never got to meet them, as they died long before I was born. But I heard stories. I wish I did get to meet them.
Few gave many, some gave all. We honor and we give thanks today for all those who have served and serve. Thank you isn't enough. Freedom isn't free.
Papa Ralph
Papa Walter
Thank you for posting this justly lauded, heartbreaking and beautiful poem.
I bought a poppy when I was in Toronto....it felt good....
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My Dad. USN Korean War vet and DAV. Never saw combat, but he served on an experimental Battleship, so he got combat recognition and full GI Bill benefits. Many Korean War vets never got them.
Thank You to all who have or are serving.
My maternal grandfather lied about his age and was in the Marines for a year and then joined the Army. He was a mine sweep and was in WWII at the end and also in Korea. My paternal grandfather was in WWII as a medic under Patton. My uncle was in Vietnam.
I only learned bits and pieces over the years and my uncle will walk out of the room when you ask questions about my grandfather's service. It breaks my heart to see how deep the pain and trauma is.
My maternal grandfather lied about his age and was in the Marines for a year and then joined the Army. He was a mine sweep and was in WWII at the end and also in Korea. My paternal grandfather was in WWII as a medic under Patton. My uncle was in Vietnam.
I only learned bits and pieces over the years and my uncle will walk out of the room when you ask questions about my grandfather's service. It breaks my heart to see how deep the pain and trauma is.
