Left this yesterday for the VETS in our midst!

[fishinfarmgirl]

http://johnbridge.com/vbulletin/showthread.php?threadid=7220

Why, you may ask am I putting this link on here??? Cause I wanna be SURE that any and all vets get their due recognition! Thanks again! :D

L

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[tileguytodd]

Well said Linda.If everyone felt this way,there would be much less trouble in this country.People would realize that others died to give us rights and they are not to be tread on lightly.
My hats off to all vets of all wars.I was fortunate to be in that small little window where i was too young for 1 and too old for the next.I have several family members however who werent as fortunate.To all who have Served Thank You!!!

[fishinfarmgirl]

Proud to be in your midst all!

L

John...what a great story! Ended up getting it in the butt after all that time protecting everywhere else. I'll bet you had some characters over there! Kinda hard to mess 'em in such tight quarters eh??? :shades:

[John Bridge]

While I am extremely proud of my military service, I've never taken myself that seriously. I was a rear echelon pencil pusher. That's it. I was scared to death half the time and the rest of the time I was wasted on Jim Beam. No hero here.

You could make a movie of how our brigade headquarters operated in Viet Nam and it would come out like the original M.A.S.H movie, satirical and hilarious while people are dying in the background. :)

[doitright]

Thanks Linda,

Ditto what John said about serving. I was a Marine Security Guard at La Paz, Bolivia. Was slated to go to Beruit, Lebanon, but was blessed with Bolivia (remember Butch Cassidy & the Sundance Kid?). Was also stationed at MCDEC Quantico, VA and lastly with 1st Marine Division, Camp Pendleton, CA. Was very fortunate to always be at the right place at the right time. Some of my comrades weren't so fortunate, and they're the ones to be commended.

[fishinfarmgirl]

Well...it's an honor to among you all!

Thank you again for your sacrifice!

L

[bbcamp]

My brother was with that batch of Marines in Beruit. He was out in the bush with the company doctors setting up a field aid station for the locals when the barracks was bombed.


He was the only Marine who spoke arabic (at least the local flavor). "Mister Steve" was the first person a local had to find if they wanted something from the Marines. It pissed the commander off big time when they captured a sabateur with a "hit list" in his pocket. The first three names were the US ambassador, Mister Steve, and the marine commander. Mister Steve got higher billing the the commander!


There were other stories he told me, but never shared with my mom.

Like how he bought a Russian 9 mm auto pistol, because the Marines weren't supposed to have loaded weapons! He had a local craftsman make him a quick release holster. All he had to do was slap the holster, and the pistol popped up into his hand.

Or how he always traveled with a corporal who carried a grenade launcher. It was loaded with buckshot. It could clear an alley with one shot, and you didn't have to aim it! Didn't have much range, but he figured he didn't need it. He never told the corporal what they were hunting, and the corporal never asked.

[fishinfarmgirl]

My brother was a Marine as well. Narrowly missed getting shipped out. Semper Fi!

My oldest son joined the Marine Reserves...and again, missed being shipped out!

I was relieved! :rolleyes:

Although I thought their cigar smoking ritual was a pretty neat tradition.

L