Uncle Tommy, Uncle John, Uncle Alan, Uncle Thomas, Auntie Elsie, Grandaddy, Great Grandad, Great Grandpa, friends Saul, Nick, Kumar, Ben, and my BFF currently serving JP. I love you all, thank you for my freedom.
To my great Grampa Ahlers, best navy Trumpeteer there ever was. To Grampa Frank, coolest army accountant who can still recognize airplanes by shadow alone. To my Great Gramma Ahlers, who kept the farm going, held down a factory job and started a restaurant all while Harry was away. To my Papa Jack, who was left for two weeks in a water filled foxhole and survived. To my Nonna Giulia, who saw most of her brothers and sisters killed in random air raids. To the rest of you, service men and women of the past, present and future. 'If we don't end war, war will end us.' - H.G. Wells
My Irish grandpa, who served in the British army over in Burma, during WW2, and my Polish great-granddad, who was captured by the Germans after his battalion lost to them. He was sent to a POW camp and didn't return home until '46.
He won a Virtuti Militari medal, equivalent to the Victoria Cross or Medal of Honor, but apparently never spoke about it. He was also partially castrated whilst there.
God bless both of them, and everyone else that's fought or is still fighting somewhere in the world.
My Grampy James, who left for WW2 when my grandmother was pregnant with my uncle. Fought and was a prisoner of war and then in a military hospital. Finally came home when my uncle was 4 years old. I can't even imagine what that must have been like for my mother and grandmother. God Bless all who have served, are still serving and will continue to serve. Thank you.
For my Grandpa in WWII, My Uncle in Vietnam, my soon to be FIL in Korea and for one of my best guy friends from school for Desert Storm and Enduring Freedom!
My BIL did 2 tours in Afghanistan, received a medal for rescuing fellow soldiers when they were pinned down in cross fire. Even though he was injured and had to be frown to Germany to recover, he didn't hesitate to reenlist.
I might not exist without the miliatary. My mom's parents both met in WW II while serving in the Navy in France. They met half a world away, and found out they lived only one town away from each other their whole lives. God bless them and all those who have given so much for the liberty of freedom!
My husband-USN Submarine Service 21 years, retired. My two brother in laws-USAF, my Dad-USA-Korea and Vietnam, Father in laws-USA Korea, USMC-Vietnam, Two Cousins-USN, USMC, and a host of friends and neighbors.
I don't have any immediate family (as far as I know) who served but I'd like to thank all of those who have, and do, serve in order to protect both the citizens of the US and the people around the world. I especially want to thank those who have given their lives, their bodies and their health to the greater good and the families who mourn and help to pick up the pieces of the fallen and the wounded.
I guess the only bad thing of being in a some kind of peaceful country is that it is hard to find some relative who has served in the military. Anyway, honor and remembrance to those who fight/fought for their country or their beliefs, or just because they were ordered to, that job of killing and being killed sucks but sometimes there's no other choice.
My husband, who is currently serving in the AF. All of our military friends we have met along the way. My father, both grandfathers, brother, and uncle. Thank you.
Thanks to Mom who was in the Israeli Army during wartime and to my uncle who fought in the Jewish Brigade of the British Army during WWII. (The Jewish Brigade was composed of pre-1948 Israelis when the country was ruled by the British.)
The BIGGEST, BIGGEST thanks go to the Brits who liberated my dad from Bergen-Belsen
My husband, my dad, my three uncles. My father-in-law who was shot down over the South China Sea and with the other three survivors spent six months with the Chinese Army who got them back to their own lines.
These men sign a contract to give their lives for us. Mere words are not enough, we need to support our veterans every day in every way.
Hey, thanks Dad, for serving during Korea, even though you were in the South of France and got up to Paris from time to time to lark about with the local prostitutes. As you so graciously told me.
Uncle Tommy, Uncle John, Uncle Alan, Uncle Thomas, Auntie Elsie, Grandaddy, Great Grandad, Great Grandpa, friends Saul, Nick, Kumar, Ben, and my BFF currently serving JP. I love you all, thank you for my freedom.
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ReplyDeleteTo my great Grampa Ahlers, best navy Trumpeteer there ever was. To Grampa Frank, coolest army accountant who can still recognize airplanes by shadow alone. To my Great Gramma Ahlers, who kept the farm going, held down a factory job and started a restaurant all while Harry was away. To my Papa Jack, who was left for two weeks in a water filled foxhole and survived. To my Nonna Giulia, who saw most of her brothers and sisters killed in random air raids. To the rest of you, service men and women of the past, present and future. 'If we don't end war, war will end us.' - H.G. Wells
ReplyDeleteMy dad, my brother, a Marine(who has a purple heart), my uncle, and my grandfathers.
ReplyDeleteMy Grandparents, my Father who died in Korea and my cousin and fiancee who both died in Vietnam.
ReplyDeleteMy sister, my nephew and his ex-wife, my aunt, my uncle and my father, my friend Geno and friend Fred.
ReplyDeleteFor my dad, Marine land/air/sea Rescue who went on to become a doctor. My gradfathers, Navy and Army. So brave for so many.
ReplyDeleteMy Irish grandpa, who served in the British army over in Burma, during WW2, and my Polish great-granddad, who was captured by the Germans after his battalion lost to them. He was sent to a POW camp and didn't return home until '46.
ReplyDeleteHe won a Virtuti Militari medal, equivalent to the Victoria Cross or Medal of Honor, but apparently never spoke about it. He was also partially castrated whilst there.
God bless both of them, and everyone else that's fought or is still fighting somewhere in the world.
My Grampy James, who left for WW2 when my grandmother was pregnant with my uncle. Fought and was a prisoner of war and then in a military hospital. Finally came home when my uncle was 4 years old. I can't even imagine what that must have been like for my mother and grandmother. God Bless all who have served, are still serving and will continue to serve. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteFor my Grandpa in WWII, My Uncle in Vietnam, my soon to be FIL in Korea and for one of my best guy friends from school for Desert Storm and Enduring Freedom!
ReplyDeleteThanks for all you did!!
My BIL did 2 tours in Afghanistan, received a medal for rescuing fellow soldiers when they were pinned down in cross fire. Even though he was injured and had to be frown to Germany to recover, he didn't hesitate to reenlist.
ReplyDeleteI might not exist without the miliatary. My mom's parents both met in WW II while serving in the Navy in France. They met half a world away, and found out they lived only one town away from each other their whole lives. God bless them and all those who have given so much for the liberty of freedom!
ReplyDeleteMy husband-USN Submarine Service 21 years, retired. My two brother in laws-USAF, my Dad-USA-Korea and Vietnam, Father in laws-USA Korea, USMC-Vietnam, Two Cousins-USN, USMC, and a host of friends and neighbors.
ReplyDeleteThis woman deserves some love, because her uniform provided her an opportunity to help much closer to home.
ReplyDeleteI don't have any immediate family (as far as I know) who served but I'd like to thank all of those who have, and do, serve in order to protect both the citizens of the US and the people around the world. I especially want to thank those who have given their lives, their bodies and their health to the greater good and the families who mourn and help to pick up the pieces of the fallen and the wounded.
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I guess the only bad thing of being in a some kind of peaceful country is that it is hard to find some relative who has served in the military.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, honor and remembrance to those who fight/fought for their country or their beliefs, or just because they were ordered to, that job of killing and being killed sucks but sometimes there's no other choice.
I live with a vet for many many years. How much longer do I have to say thank you, lol??
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My husband, who is currently serving in the AF. All of our military friends we have met along the way. My father, both grandfathers, brother, and uncle. Thank you.
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ReplyDeleteThanks to Mom who was in the Israeli Army during wartime and to my uncle who fought in the Jewish Brigade of the British Army during WWII. (The Jewish Brigade was composed of pre-1948 Israelis when the country was ruled by the British.)
ReplyDeleteThe BIGGEST, BIGGEST thanks go to the Brits who liberated my dad from Bergen-Belsen
My husband, my dad, my three uncles. My father-in-law who was shot down over the South China Sea and with the other three survivors spent six months with the Chinese Army who got them back to their own lines.
ReplyDeleteThese men sign a contract to give their lives for us. Mere words are not enough, we need to support our veterans every day in every way.
My father, most of my father's brothers, and most of my mother's brothers.
ReplyDeleteHey, thanks Dad, for serving during Korea, even though you were in the South of France and got up to Paris from time to time to lark about with the local prostitutes. As you so graciously told me.
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ReplyDeletewho is currently in his fifth yr in Afgan.
be safe & u know we all miss u brat! <3
My uncle in Korea. My ex husband (my daughter's Dad) 12 years in the Israeli army/air force. Thank you for your service and sacrifice.
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