My Old Man was in the Army between the end of the Korean War and the very very beginnings of rumblings in Vietnam. So, no combat experience. He said being the Army was a piece of cake, including the basic training, etc. He enjoyed all the free food, and used to hoard fruit and candy in his room. He gained weight in the Army...lol. This is a guy that came over from the US at 10 years old broke and starving, so it was like sleepaway camp for him. He was stationed in France, where he convinced his reporting officer or whoever to allow him to drive a dump truck as his main gig. This was typically not allowed for grunts like him, but he was a smooth talker. He was always wheeling and dealing stuff he bought on the cheap in the towns around the base and sold them at high prices in the barracks. He also was a junior loan shark...he would loan out cash to the GIs who blew all their money on booze and French hoooores on Fridays and he would shake them down for a profit the following week. That's how my Old Man served this great country! LOL.
Hell yes. Big ups to anyone and everyone who puts their life on the line for our freedom... Metard: Awesome post man. Awesome.
My Father's B-25 Squadron from WWII, First Lt., pilot, lower right, he flew a B-25 H model with 75 MM cannon and 8 .50 cal's in the nose to attack shipping. He said when you shot the 75 MM cannon it would stop the plane on your attack approach not always a good thing if they were shooting at you. I'm the "keeper" of his North American B-25 manual, his flight log and photo album from WWII, after 70 years since the end of WWII so proud of his service. The "greatest generation" has faded away from our ranks, my father grew up on a farm during the Great Depression then served like millions of his generation in WWII, that stayed with him the rest of his life.
Good stuff metard and goofy footer. If I get time I'll post up some stuff about my wife's Grandad. Tank gunner in the 737th tank battalion in WWII.
My Dad was career Army chemist, and my bro joined the Airforce before being drafted into the army. My bro got Leukemia from agent orange years later. He tried to get VA help and was jerked around for years until they finally told him there was no record of his service. He carved Vet Memporials out of Marble. His last one was a Vietnam one. The head of VA was there and told him what an outstanding man he was and if there was anything he could ever do for him.... My bro told him what was going on. The head told him to go home and await his call. The head of the hospital met him at the door and started him on an experimental treatment but too little too late. What would one expect from a country that leaves POWs behind? OOOH Assay.
My father served in the US Marine Corps right after Korea, assigned to do recon to find and bring home POWs. My grandfather, a German, left Germany to join the US Army, and became an Army Pilot to fight the Nazis... he earned two Purple Hearts, having been shot in the leg and in the side of the face on different occasions. My brother-in-law served in the US Navy, and his son was assigned to active duty to fight terrorism in Indonesia as a US Marine, only to return home and take his own life. My uncle was also a Marine, and my other grandfather a US Merchant Marine. I never had the honor of serving my country. To all of American Veterans, of every branch of service... to those buried in the ground and at sea... to those who serve among us today... and those who intend to serve... thank you for your dedication to cause and country, and for your willingness to sacrifice all.
http://www.foxnews.com/travel/2012/...honors-four-legged-pup-soldiers-world-war-ii/ Remember our citizen military on this Veteran's Day: And remember that not all of our Veterans were of the two legged variety. http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/2014/06/war-dogs/paterniti-text
[ ] Your dad's a "bad ass", tiger stripe uniform worn by 3rd & 5th Special forces often based near Laos border with indigenous forces carrying a early version of the "Car" M-16 carried by Special Ops in Nam. It didn't take long to figure out where you got your "big balls" you like the rest us should be so proud of your father, he was in a bad place that was thick with VC.
My grandpa took home a bronze star from the second world war. Fought deep into Germany. Never said one word about it. The bronze star resided in a shoe box in his closet. I never saw it until he passed away. Thanks to all who served and continue to do so.
I have yet to ever meet a WWII vet that would talk about what they went through. I guess their way to help forget?
you are correct. 5th Special Forces Group II Corps, VN. He was first with A-233 (iirc) and then became company commander for B-20 Mobile Strike Force. He doesn't say a lot about it.... needless to say my upbringing was very much different than all my friends...it was petty difficult most of the time.
http://block-island.villagesoup.com/p/sullivan-ballous-civil-war-letter/1267899 Worth a look if you have the time. One of the greatest letters I've ever read.
Saw this article today. Gotta love law-enforcement, http://www.theinertia.com/surf/vete...-diego-beach-during-wounded-warriors-benefit/
stay tuned to this channel. yesterday mikhail gorbachev was quoted as such:the new cold war has begun; they just don't know it yet. (!!)..
to everyone who posted thanks, I say Your Welcome to those who posted qualified thanks i.e. "I like our troops but don't like war' I quote General Mattis: “When you men get home and face an anti-war protester, look him in the eyes and shake his hand. Then, wink at his girlfriend, because she knows she's dating a *****”