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God Bless Our Vets Memorial Day 2013

By learninmypc
May 26, 2013
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  1. To ALL Vets,past,present & future, Thank you & God Bless
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  2. JC713

    JC713 TS Evangelist Posts: 7,058   +919

    God bless.
     
  3. learninmypc

    learninmypc TS Evangelist Topic Starter Posts: 5,388   +240

  4. learninmypc

    learninmypc TS Evangelist Topic Starter Posts: 5,388   +240

  5. Ranger12

    Ranger12 TS Guru Posts: 641   +118

    I don't mean to rain on the parade or anything but Memorial Day seems to be often confused with Veterans Day. Memorial Day is specifically set aside to honor those who died in conflict while Veterans Day is for veterans of the military.
    That being said, I'm deeply thankful for both and thanks for posting!
     
  6. learninmypc

    learninmypc TS Evangelist Topic Starter Posts: 5,388   +240

    Thank you for your clarification.
    My biggest problem with either Veterans Day or Memorial Day is the stupid sales that go on.(n)
     
  7. JC713

    JC713 TS Evangelist Posts: 7,058   +919

    Yeah, those sales lol.
     
  8. Ranger12

    Ranger12 TS Guru Posts: 641   +118

    My beef is with the people who think it's national barbecue or national grill-out day. But in the end I guess the beauty of it is that it's freedom for all, not just the thankful.
     
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    learninmypc TS Evangelist Topic Starter Posts: 5,388   +240

    If that is done with vets in mind, it would be ok, I think. But just to have a BBQ to get drunk & be stupid is stupid.
    But in other ways, If it wasn't for our vets, we wouldn't have the freedom to do the stupid things some people do.
     
  10. learninmypc

    learninmypc TS Evangelist Topic Starter Posts: 5,388   +240

  11. learninmypc

    learninmypc TS Evangelist Topic Starter Posts: 5,388   +240

    Remember our Troops:

    " As I came out of the supermarket that sunny day, pushing my
    cart of groceries towards my car, I saw an old man with the
    hood of his car up and a lady sitting inside the car, with the
    door open. The old man was looking at the engine. I put my
    groceries away in my car, and continued to watch the old
    gentleman from about twenty five feet away.


    I saw a young man in his early twenties with a grocery bag in
    his arm walking towards the old man. The old gentleman saw
    him coming too, and took a few steps towards him.


    I saw the old gentleman point to his open hood and say something.
    The young man put his grocery bag into what looked like a brand
    new Cadillac Escalade. He then turned back to the old man. I
    heard him yell at the old gentleman saying: 'You shouldn't even
    be allowed to drive a car at your age.' And then with a wave of his
    hand, he got in his car and peeled rubber out of the parking lot.


    I saw the old gentleman pull out his handkerchief, and mop his brow
    as he went back to his car and again looked at the engine. He then
    went to his wife and spoke with her; he appeared to tell her it would
    be okay. I had seen enough, and I approached the old man. He saw
    me coming and stood straight, and as I got near him I said, 'Looks
    like you're having a problem.'


    He smiled sheepishly, and quietly nodded his head. I looked under
    the hood myself, and knew that whatever the problem was, it was
    beyond me. Looking around, I saw a gas station up the road, and
    I told the old man that I would be right back. I drove to the station
    and went inside. I saw three attendants working on cars. I approached
    one of them, and related the problem the old man had with his car.
    I offered to pay them if they could follow me back down and help him.
    The old man had pushed the heavy car under the shade of a tree and
    appeared to be comforting his wife. When he saw us he straightened
    up and thanked me for my help. As the mechanics diagnosed the
    problem (overheated engine), I spoke with the old gentleman.


    When I shook hands with him earlier, he had noticed my Marine
    Corps ring and had commented about it, telling me that he had been
    a Marine too. I nodded and asked the usual question, 'What outfit
    did you serve with?'


    He said that he served with the first Marine Division at Guadalcanal ,
    Pelieliu, and Okinawa . He had hit three of the worst ones, and retired
    from the Corps after the war was over. As we talked we heard the car
    engine come on and saw the mechanics lower the hood. They came
    over to us as the old man reached for his wallet, but was stopped by
    me. I told him I would just put the bill on my AAA card.


    He still reached for the wallet and handed me a card that I assumed
    had his name and address on it, and I stuck it in my pocket. We all
    shook hands all around again, and I said my goodbye's to his wife.


    I then told the two mechanics that I would follow them back up to the
    station. Once at the station, I told them that they had interrupted
    their own jobs to come along with me and help the old man. I said I
    wanted to pay for the help, but they refused to charge me. One of
    them pulled out a card from his pocket, looking exactly like the card
    the old man had given to me. Both of the men told me then that they
    were Marine Corps Reserves. Once again we shook hands all around
    and as I was leaving, one of them told me I should look at the card the
    old man had given to me. I said I would and drove off.


    For some reason I had gone about two blocks, when I pulled over and
    took the card out of my pocket and looked at it for a long, long time.
    The name of the old gentleman was on the card in golden leaf and
    under his name was written: 'Congressional Medal of Honor Society.'
    I sat there motionless, looking at the card and reading it over and over.
    I looked up from the card and smiled to no one but myself and marveled
    that on this day, four Marines had all come together because one of us
    needed help. He was an old man all right, but it felt good to have stood
    next to greatness and courage, and an honor to have been in his presence.


    Remember, as we approach another Memorial Day, OLD men like
    him gave you, and all of us, FREEDOM for America .


    Thanks to those who served and still serve, and to all of those who
    supported them, and who continue to support them.
    America is not at war. The U.S. Military is at war. America is at the
    Mall.


    If you don't stand behind our troops, PLEASE feel free to stand in
    front of them! Remember, Freedom isn't Free. Thousands have paid
    the price, so that you can enjoy what you have today."
     
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