Well, what a deal. I grew up a Air Force kid. As a 10 year old , at a small base, pre- Nam, I was allowed to roam with my BB gun shooting pigeons out of the tops of the hangars. The parachute shop even made me a small uniform with one stripe. My nick name was 'Little Chief' in reference to my fathers rank of Master Chief. During WW2 he was in the navy on a PBY out of Fla. flying grids looking for german submarines in the Gulf. The war was ending and the crew had never dropped a bomb when they came upon a burning hulk of a non-USA cargo ship. The pilot radioed to the crew, prepare for a bomb run, everyone cheered. The run was made and both bombs missed. On return the entire crew was confined to quarters for three days for wasting bombs.
That was my fathers total shots fired in anger. From then on he was a full time reservist keeping them flying. He retired with ruined knees from pounding the tarmac for 30 years and limped for the rest of his life. Never a complaint. I went on to serve the US peoples wearing a badge and a gun on my hip for 28 years. I was not a service person, but walking up on a duck blind with 5 duck hunters with loaded 12 gauges to check their license, it sometimes gave me the feeling that I was in a fight for the citizens of the country. A fight to insure the resource and enforce the common law of the land.
No, I was not and am not a service veteran, but I will always believe my father was even if the two bombs missed. So several of my coworkers and friends served in the muck and mire of Vietnam. Some older coworkers were taken prisoner in WW2 for years and one manned a machine gun in the freezing nights of Korea as massive waves of warriors in the dark came forward to kill them. I listen to them tell their tales and not one showed me any disrespect for not serving in the military. They understood my service, and always said how lucky I was to not have experienced the hell or the possibility of it .
I have talked to bertl a lot, as he values 300's. Not once has he ever stated anything shaming our great country. I read thru this thread and I believe it is as much about the precise definitions of history as anything. Bert is a history buff. I think I can live with the discussions of definitions and no matter what his service status was, would tell him he was lucky to not experience the next thing to hell or feel the heartache of seeing the folks carried on litters that someone supported from the rear. I have learned as my hair turns white (or falls out) to give folks a break till you know all the facts and even for good citizens who did not serve. As hope you would of me.
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