Thank you for your service to our country - A Veteran's Day open thread

Dear Veterans,

Thank you for your service to our country.
Thank you for securing and ensuring our safety and the many freedoms we enjoy.
Thank you for helping those in other countries devastated by natural disasters.
Thank you for assisting in our own communities when natural disasters hit home.
Thank you for protecting our global neighbors when aggressors put them in harms way.

The greatest strength of America's military is found in the number of men and women willing to voluntarily put their lives on the line every day to protect and serve the people of this country and those in need around the world. We are truly blessed.

Thank you.

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Thanks to my Dad.

Dad in Vietnam
My dad is the one with the shirt.
I got this timeline from a site his friend runs, they went through everything together up until they hit Vietnam, then I think they were separated into different regions.

Was drafted into the Army. Went to Fort Benning Ga.( Induction Center) for 2 weeks then to Ft. Riley, Kansas 2nd Bn 4th Arty 9th Infantry Division for basic training (Custer Hill) . Stayed with them for AIT (105mm Tow) (13B10) from there to Vietnam Jan 1967 on the USS General John Pope .

Dad came home in December 1967, he and his group were lucky in one respect. Due to some festivities they were to take part in, they were kept in the US for one month of their tour of duty for the festivities.

"You could say, 'Look, is this guy, Laden, really the bad guy that's depicted?' Most of us have never heard of him before." John McCain, following Clinton's strikes on al Qaeda camps

Jesus Swept ticked me off. Too short. I loved the characters and then POOF it was over.
-me

We thank him, too, Robert

And I don't think it's much of a stretch -- even given just two pictures to compare -- to point out that you look like him.

Thanks

Thanks Dad. I'm proud of your service. I miss you.

Thanks!

"A veteran is someone who, at one point in their life, wrote a blank check made payable to 'The People of the United States of America' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.'"

fhblack

Thanks and thanks

Thanks to all my fellow veterans and their families, and thanks to all you folks who remember us on this day.

He's HOT!

That is one handsome fella' looking over his shoulder at us!

A family of veterans

My brother and I both served in the U.S. Navy, as did our father. In fact, Daddy made a career of it ... serving 23 years as a hospital corpsman in the Navy, including battlefield duty in Korea, where he was shot in the leg (and received the Purple Heart). I grew up on military bases in Alexandria, Long Beach, California, Norfolk, and Camp Lejeune.

All that said, I hate what the Bush administration has done to the military in every way I can think of. The politicization of service, the whole bullshit lexicon of "warrior" this and "war fighter" that. The failure to care for those wounded, both mentally and physically. And the continuing cycle of greed and corruption in military contracting.

And then of course, there's the permanent stain of Blackwater.

Big Red One

My dad was a member of the Big Red One and was one of the first combat troops that was sent into Viet Nam in July of 1965. He did his basic at Ft. Jackson, SC then was sent to Ft. Benning Ga., then to Ft. Riley Ks. and then to Viet Nam for a year. I was born at the Ft. Riley Army Hospital.

“We are the party of Roosevelt. We are the party of Kennedy. So don't tell me that Democrats won't defend this country. Don't tell me that Democrats won't keep us safe.” ~ Barack Obama

I arrived in early Sept 65...and placed our battery

on the very ground where the 1st Inf fought it's first combat operation in Vietnam...just north of Bien Hoa. Smoke was still rising from the AFB it was a scary place and time. Hat's off to the infantry.

Stan Bozarth

Missing my Dad

My Dad served on the USS Albert W. Grant (DD-649) in the Pacific during World War II. http://www.destroyerhistory.org/fletcherclass/ussalbertwgrant/index.html Dad passed away in 2005.

My uncle died during the flight deck fire on USS Forrestal (CV-59) in the Tonkin Gulf on July 29, 1967.

I am a proud graduate of Annapolis, Class of 1977, and served on USS Dewey (DDG-45) and USS Semmes (DDG-19).

Thanks to all our veterans, and happy belated Marine Corps Birthday (October 10) to all Marines.

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The measure of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much; it is whether we provide enough for those who have too little. - FDR

Hey there.

I'm USNA 72. Thanks for stopping by.

Thanks for the welcome

Beat Army!

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The measure of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much; it is whether we provide enough for those who have too little. - FDR

My father

served in the infantry in Patton's army during the Bulge. Back in 1990 he and I traveled back to Europe with his old lieutenant, visiting the places where he fought. On a wooded hillside in Luxemburg overlooking the Saar River and Germany and just north of the town of Dillengen, we found some old foxholes still visible ... little more than leaf-filled depression in the ground scattered among the trees. My father walked up to a large 3-man foxhole just below a large and very distinct rock outcropping, and told me that he spent three weeks in that foxhole during the winter of 1944-45, at the height of the Bulge. He remembered it well 45 years later, even down to the letter he wrote home to his family. He was 19 years old at the time.

My father died in 2001, but I still treasure that time I spent with him in Luxemburg. I'm grateful, and I miss him.

Wow. That's something.

"You could say, 'Look, is this guy, Laden, really the bad guy that's depicted?' Most of us have never heard of him before." John McCain, following Clinton's strikes on al Qaeda camps

Jesus Swept ticked me off. Too short. I loved the characters and then POOF it was over.
-me

Thank you to all who have

Thank you to all who have served, past and present.

My dad dodged a bullet in a very real and literal sense; he was drafted into the Army and served his time in between the Korean war and Vietnam, though he was almost called back into service during the Cuban missile crisis.

One of my great-uncles on my mom's side of the family fought in World War II: North Africa and the Battle of the Bulge. Of everyone in his company, 3 survived the war, including him. He came home, like so many did, with horrible untreated PTSD and self-medicated with alcohol.

Growing up, I never saw him sober. He was a sweet, kind man, and I can only guess at the demons that haunted him because of the things he saw and did in the service of our country.

He quit drinking cold turkey a couple of years before he died. Alas, that was a few months before the World War II veterans memorial in DC was finished. My mom took my great-aunt to the dedication ceremony, though.

For my great-uncle, and for all the other veterans out there, thank you.