Lest We Forget!!

First a heartfelt THANK YOU to our members here who have served. Any nation, any branch, whether during wartime or peacetime, you stepped up to protect your fellow countrymen and beliefs. On this day that we remember those who sacrificed so much, I ask let us not forget those who survived but suffer from PTSD. My great uncle Eddie would would stand up and leave the room if anyone even said "Vietnam", or my Dads good friend Don (RIP Don) who would say "I'll tell you anything about the Marines but don't ask me nothin bout the F***'n Nam" Both these men I considered strong men, but absolutely wouldn't talk about what they'd seen, or still carried in their heads.
While not written about soldiers suffering from PTSD, this version of this song always makes me think of them.
Not all casualties of war are entombed or carry visible scars, let us not forget them either
 
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First a heartfelt THANK YOU to our members here who have served. Any nation, any branch, whether during wartime or peacetime, you stepped up to protect your fellow countrymen and beliefs. On this day that we remember those who sacrificed so much, I ask let us not forget those who survived but suffer from PTSD. My great uncle Eddie would would stand up and leave the room if anyone even said "Vietnam", or my Dads good friend Don (RIP Don) who would say "I'll tell you anything about the Marines but don't ask me nothin bout the F***'n Nam" Both these men I considered strong men, but absolutely wouldn't talk about what they'd seen, or still carried in their heads.
While not written about soldiers suffering from PTSD, this version of this song always makes me think of them.
Not all casualties of war are entombed or carry visible scars, let us not forget them either
I'll add invisible war victimes and crippled, 9-11 and Bataclan, and too many others. When it ended, WWI was called "la Der(nière) des Der(nière)s" the Last of the Lasts... If only it had been true...
 
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Mourn certainly for those who fell, but remember men gibbering in the shell-shock ward, men drowning in the mud, men attempting to push their guts back into ripped bodies. The two images of the utter futility of the Great War: men going out on a night raid devoid of identification, the nameless sent forth to kill the faceless. Then the spectre of a blindfolded General of very high rank , groping about in the dark trying to locate a coffin, whose contents would thus become The Unknown Warrior. Then one hopes, the General finally removed his blindfold.

On the eleventh hour, on the eleventh day of the eleventh month.

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Thank you to all the veterans.

My son was 4th generation military. At the age of 4 he walked up to me and said "dad when i grow up I'm going to be a Marine" 14 years later he stood on the yellow feet at the entry station.

PTSD is a horrible disorder. Both him and my brother suffer from it. Neither talk about their experience and i don't push by asking.

Those of us fortunate enough to come back without it are truly blessed.
 
Those of us fortunate enough to come back without it are truly blessed.

Amen! It destroyed my nieces marriage and it is destroying a business friend right now - his family and friends are helpless to change it and many have tried. The best Captain I ever served under (I was one of his platoon leaders) drank himself to death post Viet Nam with it. God bless them all. OH
 
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