I am a proud Veteran! I am not a Sucker or a Loser for serving my country! Happy Veterans Day to everyone!
Thank you for your service, @kjironman1! You may not be a good dude, but you're an underdog, nonetheless!
My mother served in the Navy during World War II. She was not a sucker or loser. She didn't have to go, women weren't drafted, she chose to serve. Her father died when she was young, she was one of four sisters, all unmarried still, her mother had two sisters in this country (the ones who remained in Eastern Europe went up the chimneys) and she wanted her all-female family to be part of the war effort. She had barely been out of her own neighborhood before she joined, went all over the world, worked with people who she would otherwise have never met.
My father served in the army as a helicopter mechanic. He was shot during an attack on base. He was not a sucker or loser. My grandfather served in the navy in several wars, he was not a loser or sucker. My father in law is a marine. He got burned in an explosion. He is not a loser or a sucker. Happy Veterans Day to all who have served our country (to @kjironman1, @HCP, and all others on here included) I appreciate your service and sacrifice. Hooah! Oorah! Hooyah! Hoorah!
Your grandfather and father in law might have been lovers but they were not losers. Looks like auto correct got you.
Happy Veterans Day to all that served. This forum wouldn't exist if not for the brave! Freedom & Liberty are our birthrights, protecting them is #1 priority! Thank you
Thank you guys and gals for your service and your family members service....I served in the Navy during Viet Nam....my Father and uncles served in WWII ...two uncles in Patton's tank division...my father in Scotland and England keeping fighter planes in the air ...my uncles on moms side were Navy and served in the Pacific ....mom worked for Bell telephone as an operator during the war...my favorite uncle worked project Deep Freeze in Antarctica based out of New Zealand and married my Kiwi aunt there in the 50s.....both passed recently in New Zealand...my favorite relatives.
When I was recuperating at VA nursing home in Vancouver, I met a holocaust survivor. Shortly after he was liberated he joined the U.S. Army. We became buddies. I was going to get together with him after we both got out but I lost hi name and phone number. Haven't seen him since.
This would make for a good movie: The Boy Who Became a World War II Veteran at 13 Years Old Graham was just 11 and in the sixth grade in Crockett, Texas, when he hatched his plan to lie about his age and join the Navy. One of seven children living at home with an abusive stepfather, he and an older brother moved into a cheap rooming house, and Calvin supported himself by selling newspapers and delivering telegrams on weekends and after school. Even though he moved out, his mother would occasionally visit—sometimes to simply sign his report cards at the end of a semester. The country was at war, however, and being around newspapers afforded the boy the opportunity to keep up on events overseas. “I didn’t like Hitler to start with,” Graham later told a reporter. When he learned that some of his cousins had died in battles, he knew what he wanted to do with his life. He wanted to fight. “In those days, you could join up at 16 with your parents’ consent, but they preferred 17,” Graham later said. But he had no intention of waiting five more years. He began to shave at age 11, hoping it would somehow make him look older when he met with military recruiters. Then he lined up with some buddies (who forged his mother’s signature and stole a notary stamp from a local hotel) and waited to enlist. At 5-foot-2 and just 125 pounds, Graham dressed in an older brother’s clothes and fedora and practiced “talking deep.” What worried him most was not that an enlistment officer would spot the forged signature. It was the dentist who would peer into the mouths of potential recruits. “I knew he’d know how young I was by my teeth,” Graham recalled. He lined up behind a couple of guys he knew who were already 14 or 15, and “when the dentist kept saying I was 12, I said I was 17.” At last, Graham played his ace, telling the dentist that he knew for a fact that the boys in front of him weren’t 17 yet, and the dentist had let them through. “Finally,” Graham recalled, “he said he didn’t have time to mess with me and he let me go.” Graham maintained that the Navy knew he and the others on line that day were underage, “but we were losing the war then, so they took six of us.”
God bless your father for doing what I would have hated doing. When people thank me I feel an immediate urge to thank them back. I let it go at that.
Did you know that Harry Glickman was a Veteran? I've seen him up at the VA hospital twice so he was either retired or service connected disabled. I guess any Veteran can receive medical care there if they want to pay the full price but that's rare. Hobbesarable's dad receives medical care at that hospital.
Missed this. Many thanks to all who gave up a part of their life to help secure my safety and comfort. never forget those who sacrificed for those who havent.
