I have not served in the military. I respect those who have and do. My father and grandpa were in the military. My dad was a helicopter mechanic in the vietnam war.
I was wondering about how to spell that. My spell check didn't catch that. And I was joking with him. I served my country for 8 years, in no way would I belittle anybody that served no matter what their job was.
Nope. That was reserved for the rich kids of my draft era generation. Missus UCD and I were just a pair of low level public employees who wanted little BG to have a college education without him getting his ass shot off. And BG only threw out the Navy enlistment idea because it was just after 9/11 and everyone thought the draft was going to be reinstated. After serving during the Vietnam War era, along with living during all that has gone on with this country and our government these past 40+ years, I made it very clear to both my sons that I would see them in prison before I see them off to fight in another phony foreign war that is none of America's business......that said, I honor those who choose to pursue their own convictions and appreciate their sacrifices.
My grandpa was a Naval Aviator back in WWII. He flew fighter planes off of carriers. Like your gramps, he doesn't talk about it. Warfare in the Pacific was so different than warfare in the European theater. I get the impression he did a lot of strafing... which I think he has a hard time dealing with. He flew one of these bad boys. (This is a great video by the way)
Funny that you would ask this question. My Father sold his house up here and is going to live in his AZ home full time. The Pods are in route, escrow is final, and he is wrapping up a few lose ends. So, he just stopped by and gave me his Fathers hat, flag and medals. It is hard to describe how touched I am to be entrusted with these historical items that honor a true hero. A twenty year Navy man that retired as a CWO4. Served aboard many of the vaunted ships including The South Dakota, before, during and after it gained the designation "Battleship X". Received many commendations, most notably for bringing steering, guns and propulsion back on line after receiving severe damage taking her out of combat, in the action preceding being designated Battleship X. I could go on and on. Most of what I know of his war time record I had to find for my self. Lots of research, lots of after action reports. Every time I would find something, I would send copy to my Father and most of it he was never aware of. Typical of his generation, he seldom spoke of his service unless it was of the ships he was on.
I don't even know what he did. He could have been a cook on an Army base or one of the guys trying to rescue people trapped in ships at Pearl Harbor.
I was between wars - just a shade too young for Vietnam (I probably would have gone to Canada). I was ready to enlist in the 80s if we went to war with Iran. My father was a captain in the Army, served at Walter Reed.
My dad did. Got brain injured. Nearly destroyed my family. Dissociated with him because of the shit he did after. It's a shame.
Wait what? You're @BLAZINGGIANTS Dad??? BG came out of your... balls??? My son and I have already had the sex talk. Sometimes I tell him "come here because I have a secret to tell you" Then I whisper in his ear: "you came out of my balls" We both crack the F up. It's a joke only he and I have.
