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Posted: 5/25/2001 12:43:21 PM EDT
To my cousin Tony; Who died on his 2nd tour in Vietnam; Thank you. To my uncle Roscoe; Who died in North Korea; Thank you To my father who serve in the Navy and my father in law who landed on Guadalcanal; Thank you. To all my uncles who fought in World War 2; Thank you. To All who has served to keep the United States free; Thank you all so very much.
Link Posted: 5/25/2001 12:57:25 PM EDT
They have my thanks too! I would also like to thank my Grandfather Jessie(WWI)my Father Jack(WWII,battle of the bulge) My five class mates that went to Vietnam of whom 2 made it back. Thank you and I miss you.
Link Posted: 5/25/2001 12:59:13 PM EDT
Thanks to all of them and your welcome Semper Fi
Link Posted: 5/25/2001 1:07:07 PM EDT
None of my immediate family has served during a war since WWI, but many have contributed as scientists and engineers. As G.Gordon Liddy used to say to any vet he talked to, "Thank you, sir, for your service to our country and to freedom". We all owe an incredible debt to those who paid the ultimate price in their service; one which we can never repay.
Link Posted: 5/25/2001 1:20:49 PM EDT
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Link Posted: 5/25/2001 1:46:09 PM EDT
Thanks to any veteran and a SPECIAL THANKS to my friends who's names are on that "black wall" in DC,I'll never forget!!! Hope everyone has a great holiday weekend and remember a lot of good men made all of this possible. THANK GOD FOR THE USA
Link Posted: 5/25/2001 2:36:48 PM EDT
Link Posted: 5/25/2001 2:40:54 PM EDT
Originally Posted By Early Chow Recruit: Thanks to all of them and your welcome Semper Fi
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ditto
Link Posted: 5/25/2001 2:44:14 PM EDT
Without them we'd be nothing. Thanks to all who remember us. you are welcome. Airborne
Link Posted: 5/25/2001 3:04:19 PM EDT
You are welcome. My Additions... My Dad - Vietnam My uncle Robert - VN My uncle Wayne - VN My uncle Uncas - VN My uncle Bob - VN My great-grandfather (I am his namesake!) - WWII The many others throughout the generations that I have never met in life, but will meet at the Final Muster... FFZ SMS, USAF
Link Posted: 5/25/2001 3:06:12 PM EDT
Semper Fi! My honor.... Lew
Link Posted: 5/25/2001 3:14:45 PM EDT
My Grandfather - USMC (Korea) My Father - USN My Uncle - USN Thanks for all they went through. RyanG - USN
Link Posted: 5/25/2001 3:21:13 PM EDT
Thank you war veterans who paid the ultimate price against tyranny, oppresion, and the genocide of millions. saluting lib long live the Constitution, and long live the [red]U[/red][white]S[/white][blue]A[/blue]
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 7:26:19 AM EDT
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 7:32:56 AM EDT
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 7:49:34 AM EDT
My POW/MIA flag is flying.
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 8:15:51 AM EDT
The Other Side Of The Wall by Patrick Camunes At first there was no place for us to go until someone put up that "Black Granite Wall." Now, everyday and night, my Brothers and my Sisters wait to see the many people from places afar file in front of this "Wall." Many stopping briefly and many for hours and so that come on a regular basis. It was hard at first, not that it's gotten any easier, but it seems that many of the attitudes towards that Vietnam War we were involved in have changed. I can only pray that the ones on the other side have learn something, and more "Walls" as this one, needn't be built. Several members of my unit, and many that I did not recognize, have called me to The Wall by touching my name engraved upon it. The tears aren't necessary, but are hard even for me to hold back. Don't feel guilty for not being with me, my Brothers. This was my destiny as it is yours, to be on that side of The Wall. Touch The Wall, my Brothers, so that we can share in the memories that we had. I have learn to put the bad memories aside and remember only the pleasant times that we had together. Tell our other Brothers out there to come and visit me, not to say Good-bye but to say Hello and be together again ... even for a short time ... and to ease that pain of loss that we all still share. Today, an irresistible and loving call summons me to The Wall. As I approach, I can see an elderly lady ... and as I get closer, I recognize her---It's Momma! As much as I have looked forward to this day, I have also dreaded it, because I didn't know what reaction I would have. Next to her, I suddenly see my wife and immediately think how hard it must have been for her to come to this place, and my mind floods with the pleasant memories of 30 years past. There's a young man in a military uniform standing with his arm around her---My God!---he has to be my son! Look at him trying to be the man without a tear in his eye. I yearn to tell him how proud I am, seeing him standing tall, straight and proud in his uniform. Momma comes closer and touches The Wall, and I feel the soft and gentle touch I had not felt in so many years. Dad has crossed to this side of The Wall, and through our touch, I try to convey to her that Dad is doing fine and is no longer suffering or feeling pain. I see my wife's courage building as she sees Momma touch The Wall and she approaches and lays her hand on my waiting hand. All the emotions, feelings and memories of three decades past flash between our touch and I tell her that ... it's all right ... carry on with your life and don't worry about me .... I can see as I look into her eyes that she hears and a big burden has been lifted from her on wings of understanding. I watch as they lay flowers and other memories of my past. My lucky charm that was taken from me and sent to her by my CO . . . a tattered and worn teddy bear that I can barely remember having as I grew up as a child . . . and several medals that I had earned and were presented to my wife. One is the Combat Infantry Badge that I am very proud of, and I notice that my son is also wearing this medal. I had earned mine in the jungles of Vietnam and he had probably earned his in the deserts of Iraq.
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 8:16:39 AM EDT
I can tell that they are preparing to leave, and I try to take a mental picture of them together, because I don't know when I will see them again. I wouldn't blame them if they were not to return, and can only thank them that I was not forgotten. My wife and Momma near The Wall for one final touch, and so many years of indecision fear and sorrow are let go. As they turn to leave, I feel my tears that had not flowed for so many years, form as if dew drops on the other side of The Wall. They slowly move away with only a glance over their shoulders. My son suddenly stops and slowly returns. He stands straight and proud in front of me and snaps a salute. Something draws him near The Wall and he puts his hand upon etched stone and touches my tears that had formed dew drops on the face of The Wall . . . and I can tell that he senses my presence and the pride and love I have for him. He falls to his knees and the tears flow from his eyes and I try my best to reassure him that it's all right, and the tears do not make him less of a man. As he moves back wiping the tears from his eyes, he silently mouths, "God Bless you, Dad ...." God Bless, YOU, Son ... we WILL meet someday, but in the meanwhile, go on your way ... there is no hurry ... there is no hurry at all. As I see them walk off in the distance, I yell out to THEM and EVERYONE there today, as loud as I can: THANKS FOR REMEMBERING! ... and as others on this side of The Wall join in, I notice that the U.S. Flag, Old Glory, that so proudly flies in front of us everyday, is flapping and standing proudly straight out in the wind from our gathering numbers this day. . . and we shout again,and . . . again . . .. . . and again . . . THANKS FOR REMEMBERING!
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 9:28:05 AM EDT
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 9:37:54 AM EDT
Ditto my eternal gratitude and respect for all fellow vets. Please, don't allow ignorant people to dishonor or taint the memory of our fallen heroes. About three weeks ago, the Traveling Vietnam Memorial was here at UCF. After being asked by the VA, I had the honor of doing a 8 hour security watch from 10pm-6am (the campus police refused to set up a 24hr watch). Besides a couple of dumb students- most everyone was very appropriate and respectfull. One girl asked me "Why are all of those names on that wall, only 150 Americans were killed in Vietnam." After informing this airhead (she probably heard that in one of her commie-revisionist history classes), I explained to her that every name on the wall represented a serviceman who did not return home from Vietnam. Her eyes got very big, as she looked at the wall and solemnly exclaimed "Ohhh, my God." Another guy, who appeared to be about 20, tried to urinate behind the monument around 3am. After being Q-Beamed and thoroughly embarrassed, I held him until campus police could arrest him for public urination. The fact that someone could be so disrespectful to these brave men was enough to infuriate me- I could have ripped that guy's f'in head off! Aside from these two, it was great to see that so many still remember our fallen brothers, and it was indeed a great honor to help guard the memorial. Semper Fi
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 1:08:32 PM EDT
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 2:10:22 PM EDT
Mere veterans???? When I came home with a CIB after the gulf war my dad, a veteran of the Korean war, was prouder than I was. He died 3 years later, he was a mere veteran. My uncle Really took intrest in me for the first time I could remember, he is a veteran of Veitnam, he has cancer and won't last long, he is a mere veteran, Seems the family tradition is to earn a CIB. I give thanks to God I have only daughters. Thanks to all vet's.
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 2:52:25 PM EDT
Ron"s Toys, when I read your 2 part post, I pretty near lost it. Oh, hell, you guys can call me a wimp, but I cried. Having left several buddies over there, I have never gotten up the gumption to go to the Black Wall. I am afraid I would just turn into a big baby if I did. That was an awesome piece, man. I also thank those vets that came before me and those with me who never came home as well as those that did make it home.
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 3:57:42 PM EDT
Larry G- Don't apologize for anything. If anybody calls you a wimp, I'll kick their butt. Jeff MI ANG
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 4:05:23 PM EDT
Link Posted: 5/26/2001 6:25:56 PM EDT
Gary Ray Bryant SP4 Army Greenville SC Died January 25 1966 South Vietnam. Thank You cousin.
Link Posted: 5/27/2001 3:08:34 AM EDT
Link Posted: 5/27/2001 6:54:00 AM EDT
A sincere "Thank you" to all the veterans past and present who have put their lives on the line - and especially to those who have made the ultimate sacrifice while serving their country. At the same time, thousands of POW's and MIA's remain unaccounted for - and this is inexcusable. Hope or pray that the current administration rectifies this. Americans as a whole must stop and remember what Memorial Day is truly about. Most members of this board fully understand this - but many Americans will go about their business Monday - not taking time to pause and reflect on America's fallen servicemembers. To those who have served in recent "peacekeeping actions" (like myself)- thanks for staying mentally sane amidst United Nations and NATO run cluster#$$##$. Thanks for trying to be soldiers when our government would have us be NATO's police. Again - to all veterans past and present. Thank you. SPC Smith
Link Posted: 5/27/2001 7:42:39 PM EDT
Freedom ©L.E. Wesch 1998 Veterans Day jogs me Freedom… we honor the concept. They died these soldiers, defending it, defending each other. I take it for granted each day. They died for it. I raise my flag freely each day and watch it's stripes ripple in the breeze and I am proud, I write words never doubting my right to do so. They died that I might. I speak opinions strongly and sometimes brashly. Because they fought…I can. I live where I choose because I am free. I work at my choice, because I have that choice. I can say "no" because I am free I can dream because being free all things are possible. Many of them can dream no more. We honor the word freedom perhaps because it is a liberating word. It is not lonely, dirty, or hungry, it does not weep, bleed, or ache, it is not bitter, cold or vengeful, it is not foolish, uncertain or brash, and the shell of a mortal body does not confine it. But it can be lost. Except for those who will defend it, those who have died for it, this fragile concept might just be a dream and we would be naught. Thank you seems inadequate. --- About sums it up for me.
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