Monday, November 11, 2013
I have been thinking of our vets, living and dead all day today. Seeing them every day walking around with their medals, pins and hats, worn proudly, humbles me .
I make lots of sacrifices, but theirs is and was the ultimate sacrifice. They carry the scars, wounds and memories forever and all for us who were not even born yet.
I am a big chicken and know that if forced to enlist I would pee my pants first time anybody forced me to use FORCE. The military in any country takes green , wimpy hicks like me and turns them into proud, scared, but brave people who refuse to let others bully them.
For those who have issues with the government here, please feel free to get out on the first flight to ANY country besides Canada and spend a year there. I have gone and returned to this wonderful country many, many times over the years and every single time I want to kiss the ground when I return.
Go to a tropical island? I did, and was escorted to a taxi by police with guns drawn to protect us from picketers attacking non-union(scab) drivers.
Feel like you are being watched here? How about body searches after shopping for straw hats and seashells?
Life outside these borders is NOT Disney world, people.
SOMEBODY gave up their privacy, their family, their job, their personal safety/life, just so I could drive to the next town and have dinner or go to the mall without ending up in prison, ,, I can go to an church I wish to walk in,, no military questioning me and taking me to jail...
The very next time you feel the need to complain and whine about no being able to find the right color shirt or candy bar or cell phone, whine about the price of meat or potatoes, spare a vet this senseless and spoiled-brat mentality. While battling to protect us, they ate grass, bugs, MRE's not so tasty, sweated froze, had the worst thing , wet feet, malaria, wounds,. saw their buddy get his head blown off next to them..
Put humanity's plight in perspective before finding fault with things in your everyday life that any vet would have gladly dealt with to be home on safe ground. My dad was in the Navy during WWII and never once talked about it to us.
This is my Vets Day rant.. I learned a lot of this along the way out of the is country and can never see USA the same ....