Sunday, July 23, 2006

What is a Veteran?

(This Post First Ran in October of 2005.)

What is a Veteran?

Allow me to state, right up front, that I did not compose this. I received it as a “forwarded” e-mail. As I read it, I realized the truth it contains is simply profound.


I pass it on to you now.

If you have ever served America, in the uniform of her Armed Services… THANK YOU!… Longstreet
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WHAT IS A VETERAN?


Father Denis Edward O’Brien, USMC

Some Veterans bear visible signs of their service: a missing limb, a jagged scar, a certain look in the eye. Others may carry the evidence inside them: a pin holding a bone together, a price of shrapnel in the leg. Or perhaps another sort of inner steel: the soul’s ally forged in the refinery of adversity.
Except in parades, however, the men and women who have kept America safe wear no badges or emblems.


You can’t tell a Vet just by looking.

He is the cop on the beat who spent six months in Saudi Arabia sweating two gallons a day making sure the armored personnel carriers didn’t run out of fuel.

He is the barroom loudmouth, dumber than five wooden planks, whose overgrown frat-boy behavior is outweighed a hundred times in the cosmic scales by his four hours of exquisite bravery near the 38th parallel.

She – or he – is the nurse who fought against futility and went to sleep sobbing every night for two solid years in Da Nang.

He is the POW who went away one person and came back another – or didn’t come back at all.

He is the Quantico Drill Instructor who has never seen combat, but has saved countless lives by turning slouchy, no-account rednecks and Gang Members into Marines, and teaching them to watch each other’s backs.

He is the parade-riding Legionnaire who pins on his ribbons and medals with a prosthetic hand.

She is the career Quartermaster who watches the ribbons and medals pass her by.

He is the anonymous heroes in The Tomb of the Unknowns, whose presence at Arlington National Cemetery must forever preserve the memory of all the anonymous heroes whose valor dies unrecognized with them on the battlefield or in the ocean’s sunless deep.

He is the old guy bagging groceries at the supermarket, palsied by now and aggravatingly slow, who helped li
berate a Nazi death camp and who wishes all day long that his wife were still alive to hold when the nightmares come.

She is an ordinary and yet and extraordinary human being – a person who offered some of her life’s most vital years in the service of this country, and who sacrificed her ambitions so others would not have to sacrifice theirs.

He is a soldier and a savior and a sword against the darkness, and his nothing more than the finest, greatest testimony on behalf of the finest, greatest nation ever known.

So remember, each time you see someone who has Served our country, just lean over and say “Thank You.” That’s all most people need, and in most cases it will mean more than any medals they could have been awarded or were awarded.

Two little words that mean a lot, “THANK YOU”.

“It is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us Freedom of the Press.

It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us Freedom of Speech.

It is the soldier, not the campus organizer, who has given us the Freedom to Demonstrate.

It is the soldier, who salutes the Flag, who serves beneath the Flag, and whose coffin is draped by the Flag, who allows protesters to burn the flag.

2 comments:

  1. Longstreet,

    Awesome post and I thank my lucky stars that I haven't seen the horrors that so many of the fallen sailors, soldiers, airman and marines that went before me have seen, but I have served my country proudly for 9 years in the US Navy. So many people in the country have been polluted by hatred for President George W. Bush and they claim to support our troops, but at every turn they are back to treating them all like dirt just because a few bad apples may have lost touch and possibly committed crimes. They would be the first to scream bloody murder if they or someone they know was treated like they have been treating some of our troops that have been accused of crimes. What happened to innocent until proven guilty in this country, oh yeah it went out with taking personal responsibility for ones actions in this great country of ours.

    Love your blog, keep up the good fight against all these left wing radical crazies.

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  2. Jon: Thank you for serving, sir!

    I had the great good fortune to be posted to Ft. Sill while in service. I found your state to be gracious and warm. I felt right at home. Even the accent is the same as the Carolina accent.

    I absolutely loved Oklahoma. I expect, and I have so informed my family, that should I suddenly disapppear, they should start the search for me in Oklahoma!

    Best regards to you, sir!

    Longstreet

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