One day a year, we honor those who have served their country with dignity and honor – those who have put their lives on the line for the benefit and safety of others.  A selfless act which has somehow been sullied over time.

Just what does it take to consider yourself a veteran?  My husband served in the Air National Guard at the time of the Bay of Pigs Invasion.  He entered this branch of service, served six months of active duty and summer camp for six year following.  He does not consider himself a veteran, because he did not go the regular route and serve all his time at once.  I appreciate his humility, but in my eyes he is still a hero.

During that time of active duty, his unit was called along with others to get to their bases immediately and be prepared to take off in the darkness of night, to fight the communists in Cuba.  They were told to run stop lights getting there.  The urgency in the order sent chills up his spine, but he knew he was prepared.  They waited – and waited – and waited.  At last they were sent home when an agreement was made between the countries involved.

My husband never faced the enemy in war.  He never had to watch as his friends as they were shot and killed or lost limbs and the will to go on.  He never suffered PTSD.  The stories of his time in the Air Force are not filled with anxiety, hatred, anger or fear like so many of our returning soldiers who faced combat, but still he was willing to serve his country if need be.

We have friends and family who have returned from Korea, Viet Nam, the Middle East – scarred by their experiences.  There is no way to explain the pangs of hell a soldier must face each time they enter the combat arena.  They are exposed to all kinds of emotions and danger that we can’t begin to comprehend.  When they return home, they suffer from nightmares, flash backs and memories of horrible acts against humanity.  These are the veterans we most talk about. 

Then there are those who are MIA or POW who are never heard of again.  We remember their service, but they soon become a faded memory.

What about those who return home to protesting mobs, angry pacifists, and an onslaught of ingratitude?  Where is their honor?  They filled their duty as good soldiers.  They were as much heroes as those who gave their lives.  They returned to a sea of hatred which far surpassed the enemies they had to face overseas.

Do we give our veterans the honor they deserve?  If you follow the path of those requiring health care because of a war injury or PTSD or the results of chemical warfare and living in the heat of battle each day, you often find them waiting for long periods of time for treatment, or not getting the best.

We live only a few block from a campus which once served an asylum for the mentally disturbed.  It sits on the banks of the Rum River, surrounded by trees and the sound of nature all around.  The buildings have been vacant for many years, but are now in the process of being restored to be used for homeless veterans, who need a starting off point to get acclimated back into society.  I’m so glad this is being done for them, but saddened that it comes to that.

Our returning soldiers should be honored for their service, but they shouldn’t be the last to be hired.  Their unselfish service seems to have no bearing on getting jobs, shelter or mental and physical treatment.

Jesus was the perfect example of how we should live, but He is best known for his suffering, death and resurrection.  He did battle against the evils of this world and won. His victory over sin and death is our great heritage.  He took our place on the battlefield against the devil.When we make a sacrifice to help another person, we are in a small way imitating Him.  Today and every day, let’s be grateful to those who are willing to give their lives for others.




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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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12 Responses to WHAT DO YOU REMEMBER

  1. Reblogged this on God's group and commented:

    Had to re-post this !! Blessings in Christ, bruce

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  2. hatrack4 says:

    Thank you for this post. I think your Paul is both a veteran and a hero. This is coming from someone who served four years active, three years active reserve, and three years inactive reserve. I left a Captain, so if I out rank him, tell him that’s an order.

    There are some VFWs that will not accept me. I went overseas, but in a time of peace, since the Cold War doesn’t count. So, I understand where your post is coming from. No, I don’t have those scars. Because my wife served during Vietnam, but never left the states, some VFWs will not accept her either, and since she worked 24 hours plus on surgical shifts to help repair the Vietnam wounded, she has the scars.

    I say those rules are silly. Too many weekend warriors have died in combat, because they were needed. Patton said that we should make the enemy $#&%$#& die for their country. That isn’t our job to do that. When you sign up for the reserves, you are giving away your right to back out when the bullets start to fly.

    And for any wife who was left behind, they are as much of a hero as their soldier in combat. When we had an alert in Germany, we dressed, ready for war and in more serious cases withdrew weapons from the armory. But our wives gathered in the stairwells, discussing how they could not rely on military transportation to evacuate what might be a war zone. They inventoried their gas ration coupons and decided which route to take to reach friendly shores. Hmmm, that memory deserves a post – maybe around July 4.

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  3. I designed a bumper sticker and had it printed for my USMC combat vetetan husband’s truck that says: Got Freedom? Thank a Vet.

    His daughter works as the supervisor in the military clothing store on a special ops military base. I designed a large banner that hangs in her shop. Across the top, it says: GOT FREEDOM? The official emblem for each of the 5 branches of the U.S. military are pictured in a row in the middle of the banner. Underneath the emblems it says: Thank You For Your Service.

    I wish I could send a bumper sticker like the one I gave my husband, to your husband, and to every veteran in the country. I would also love to send a banner like the one in my stepdaughter’s shop, to every active duty U.S. military man and woman.

    Where would we be without our military?

    Your husband is a hero in my eyes. He served our country in the armed forces, and he willingly put his life in harm’s way for our freedom. Please tell him that I said “Thank You!”

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  4. SLIMJIM says:

    I appreciated this Memorial day post!

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