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Thank you for the THANKS! I've received more thanks in the last 2-3 years than I did in the previous 30 years! Better late than never. I guess. I'm one of the lucky ones, for I did come home.
I was a very angry young man when I got back. At SF International I arrived to fly home to JFK in NY and protestors called me baby killer and threw rotten veggies on me, spit on me. I realized at that moment why some cracked and opended up with a fully automatic weapon on people back here in the world, as we called home, for where we were was an alternate reality that seemd a bad dream. We smoked allot of ganja there, others drank till they dropped... we all had our coping mechanisms it seems.
To finish, I took off my uniform, threw it in the trash at the airport and flew home in jeans and t-shirt. It took me years to lose the reflex of hitting the ground when there was an explosion or backfire... I've never lost the hate for those who judged me at the airport for who were they to do so?
I did what my country asked, even though I did not agree, but our freedom tells us we must answer the call if the country calls, the reward for that is to not be shot down like a dog in the streets as I saw in Vietnam and Thailand. I've seen children sold for rice, even into prostitution... life was cheap in a third world country. Americans have no idea how great they have it here.
My oldest child, a daughter, now a PA in Boston doing open heart surgery assistance, hated America, and went to France after high school. She returned after 11 days and continually told me how much she loved America. I do not know what happened there to change her mind, but it reinforces what I've told many others, that here in America we have so many blessings, we all take them for granted, and we do not realize them until we lose them.
How about a hot shower, or even just the hot water! A flush toilet? A fridge, a burger place! The money to get what you want, when you want. All these things do not exist in third world countries... Look at Darfur, where genocide was done because it gave one power, and the things you'd never had... like the right to live! Children killing others with an AK47 in their hands for Crissake! Yeah, Americans have no idea how blessed they are, nor how much our youth sacrifice the minute they put on the uniform and follow orders, while others watch Bay Watch for the skimpy suits!
If you feel something for these young people, contact the USO and find out how to send something of comfort to those kids over there in Iraq and Afghanistan! Even a good blanket is a treat, for they do not exist in the field!
Yes, my war changed me... and I gave 24 years to America proudly! I still get tears every time the national anthem plays, or at retreat where the flag is lowered for the day! Here you can flip off a cop... in Saigon it got you shot if you were not "round eyes" - American. Life is a blessing, we should revel in it, not curse it for what we do not have... like a rolls royce, or what others have. We need to be grateful for what we have, not angry for what we don't!
Sorry... as I approach 60 in 3 weeks, I have softened and allowed myself to talk about things I locked away, or I become the guy who is wearing rotten veggies! I used to laugh at the Amish saying "My parents get smarter as they get older!" We always tend to not listen to our elders, for youth pushes us to prove them otherwise! Then, when we get older, we find our parents were correct most of the time.
I wish all to have fortune and happiness in every lifetime. Knowing it can't be so for all, I pray for those who can never realize what the rest of us have, much less imagine having freedom itself... one of the most precious comodities on the planet. Those children in Darfur thought they were buying it, and maybe they did in buying their own life by doing what they did! I guess my point is like another simple pharse "Never judge another until you've walked a mile in their shoes". Amen to that.
In Nam we did what we had to, and came home. Period. It should have ended there, but it never does.
In any event, I say God Bless Americans, and God Bless the United States of America!
There is not place like it elsewhere on the planet! If you live here, be thanful, for what I have seen elsewhere on this planet has made me realize just how damn good I have it here, even being poor, in this country born out of the desire for freedom... And... God Bless our Troops, male and female, for all their sacrifices, may they come home in one piece, alive. Amen.
I'm done, I won't bring it up again. I've no desire to show my scars and compare wounds, etc. I just feel that we overlook the basis of our freedom, and we should start with the people wearing the uniform, all over the world, representing us, U.S., and our freedom and the tenents our country stands for.
Sorry, this reads like I am a basket case, but I'm not. I just think that we get caught up in our own thing so much that we forget why we are able to do that, rather than serve as an opressed people conscripted into violence just to survive - as is life many more places than not, in this world.
God Bless you ALL! And remember, gun control is being able to hit what you are shooting at!
Crazy bob, USAF Retired