Posts tagged: Memorial Day
Good morning, Netizens…
The morning's picture: Members of Rolling Thunder salute during the presentation of colors during the annual Rolling Thunder rally on the National Mall ahead of Memorial Day in Washington, Sunday, May 27, 2012. (AP Photo/Charles Dharapak)
Here we are at Memorial Day, and as most of the country salutes our troops from various wars, I could not help but pass on a story handed to me by Marshall Smith, himself a veteran.
WHY MR. ROGERS WORE A SWEATER!
Captain Kangaroo passed away on January 23, 2004, at age 76 , which is odd, because he always looked to
be 76. (DOB: 6/27/27) His death reminded me of the following story:
Some people have been a bit offended that the actor, Lee Marvin, is buried in a grave alongside 3 and 4-star generals at Arlington National Cemetery.
His marker gives his name, rank (PVT) and service (USMC). Nothing else. Here's a guy who was only a famous
movie star who served his time. Why the heck does he rate burial with these guys? Well, following is the amazing answer:
I always liked Lee Marvin, but didn't know the extent of his Corps experiences.
In a time when many Hollywood stars served their country in the armed forces often in rear echelon posts where they were carefully protected, only to be trotted out to perform for the cameras in war bond promotions, Lee Marvin was a genuine hero.
He won the Navy Cross at Iwo Jima. There is only one higher Naval award…the Medal Of Honor!
If that is a surprising comment on the true character of the man, he credits his sergeant with an even greater show of bravery. The following is a dialog from “The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson.” His guest was Lee Marvin…
Johnny said, “Lee, I'll bet a lot of people are unaware that you were a Marine in the initial landing at Iwo Jima… and that during the course of that action, you earned the Navy Cross and were severely wounded.”
“Yeah, yeah… I got shot square in the bottom and they gave me the Cross for securing a hot spot about halfway up Suribachi. Bad thing about getting shot up on a mountain is guys getting shot hauling you down. But, Johnny, at Iwo, I served under the bravest man I ever knew…We both got the Cross the same day, but what he did for his Cross made mine look cheap in comparison.
That dumb guy actually stood up on Red Beach and directed his troops to move forward and get the hell off the beach. Bullets were flying by, with mortar rounds landing everywhere, and he stood there as the main target of gunfire so he could get his men to safety. He did this on more than one occasion because his men's safety was more important than his own life.
That Sergeant and I have been lifelong friends. When they brought me off Suribachi, we passed the Sergeant and he lit a smoke and passed it to me, lying on my belly on the litter and said, “Where'd they get you Lee?” I told him, “Well Bob… if you make it home before me, tell Mom to sell the outhouse!”
Johnny, I'm not lying, Sergeant Keeshan was the bravest man I ever knew. The Sergeant's name is Bob Keeshan.
You and the world know him as Captain Kangaroo.”
On another note, there was this wimpy little man on PBS, gentle and quiet. Mr. Rogers (who has now passed away) is another of those you would least suspect of being anything but what he portrayed to our youth.
But Mr. Rogers was a U.S. Navy Seal, combat-proven in Vietnam with over twenty-five confirmed kills to his name. He wore a long-sleeved sweater on TV, to cover the many tattoos on his forearms and biceps. He was a master in small arms and hand-to-hand combat, able to disarm or kill in a heartbeat.
After the war Mr. Rogers became an ordained Presbyterian minister and therefore a pacifist. Vowing to never harm another human and also dedicating the rest of his life to trying to help lead children on the right path in life… He hid away the tattoos and his past life and won our hearts with his quiet wit and charm.
America 's real heroes don't flaunt what they did; they quietly go about their day-to-day lives, doing what they do best. They earned our respect and the freedoms that we all enjoy. Look around and see if you can find one of those heroes in your midst.
Often, they are the ones you'd least suspect, but would most like to have on your side if anything ever happened.
Take the time to thank anyone who has fought for our freedom. With encouragement they could be the next Captain Kangaroo or Mr. Rogers!
Send this on. Nothing will happen to you if you don't, but if you do share it, you will be awakening others to what a HERO is made of…
This is something to think about and ponder on Memorial Day.
Good morning, Netizens…
I receive a lot of e-mail from this source, and although he is barred from posting live, occasionally he writes so eloquently, so very much from the heart, that I cannot help myself but post his messages. Sitting in front of the open window overlooking The Virtual Garden this morning, he writes:
The sun is breaking through my window and as usual I could not sleep. I was thinking about tomorrow. Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, it is a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation’s service.
There are all the ceremonies and events where uncaring politicians and bigwigs talk about things that they do not know of. I think about my older brother who went to Vietnam and came home pretty shot up. I was just an ignorant high school kid and did not understand. Not too many people cared. The Government didn’t, my family didn’t. He wandered and faltered and eventually took his own life. The Vietnam war was not necessary and was only a paranoid reaction by our politicians at the time whom had nothing better to do than to expend the lives of 50,000 of our finest citizens.
On Monday they will dedicate/groundbreak a new State Veterans Cemetary out near Medical Lake. I find it sadly ironic that we can find the money to build a Cemetery to take care of out dead veterans, but there is no money to help or take care of our LIVE ones, of whom so many are now becoming homeless.
The VA hospital here is much like a repair factory. Broken Veterans go in and supposedly fixed ones come out, but they are never as good as new and the process is failing. One cant undo all the pain and suffering and midnight sweats and the monsters that come out of the night to haunt our souls with just a pill. We are never ever made whole again.
Von Clauswitz once said. Military action is the last resort of an incompetent politician, this having been proven again and again and most recently from our previous Commander in Chief. Sadly our political and military leaders spend lots of time and effort calculating how to fight a war, but they then never consider the costs of ending such, and the human cost of those whom have to fight it for them.
Many of us voted for Obama on the beliefs that lack of habeus corpus, justice and freedom, and truth would be re-established, that warrantless searches, illegal wire taps, state endorsed torture, secret prisons would go away. We also voted for “CHANGE” that has yet to happen. We still have McMorris, Murray and Cantwell who keep talking out of both sides of their mouths. So all this bailout money goes to prop up corrupt corporations that have been running in the red for years, yet the money comes from the pockets of us whose been laid off and whose mortgages are failing and whose retirement accounts after years of scrimping and saving are now a pittance.
I keep expecting my government to fix and do the right things, but it doesn’t. I guess my soul is very tired. I will probably drag myself to the Cemetery’s and the events, remembering those who gave all and cursing my Government that sent them there.
Thank you my fellow veterans, your sacrifices will not be forgotten, nor the pain and suffering that you dealt with. Someday I too will let all the hurts go away and will join you, and for one hour, of one day, of one year, they will put a pretty little flag on my grave and maybe people will stand around listening to our lying politicians, never knowing the sacrifices we made so the rest of you can live in freedom.
p.s. All the kings horses and all the Kings men cant put Humpty Dumpty together again.
Tomorrow we may remember those fallen dead and living who have served our country. Many will not remember them at all, but will celebrate nonetheless. Unfortunately, everyone should, as we do take a lot for granted in this country.
Thank you Mr. Dumpty for your contribution and service.