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In March, I drove from my home in Mexico for a three week visit to family in the USA.
Three weeks became 10 months before I escaped to my home. We were in a retirement mobile home park in a 42 year old mobile home, almost all of that ten months. We did try to walk around the park at night when no one was out and about much.
But, one day during daylight, I walked and a vet in a beautiful old Caddy convertible passed me and pulled in under his sun roof, I guess you call it. I noticed he had Purple Heart plates, so as I walked past, I spoke to him, thanking him for his service.
We then had a short conversation. I told him I had served two years in the Sixties, but felt like it didn’t mean much, because while so many were going through terrible times in VN, I was lounging around the Crash Rescue squad room at Gray Air Base at Fort Lewis.
He immediately said my view was not correct, that it is normal for only 1 of 10 people to actually go to combat, that I did what I was assigned as support. Then he thanked me for my service.
That really touched me. As a wounded soldier he took the time to thank me for my service. That was the first time in 54 years anyone ever thanked me for my service.
Three weeks became 10 months before I escaped to my home. We were in a retirement mobile home park in a 42 year old mobile home, almost all of that ten months. We did try to walk around the park at night when no one was out and about much.
But, one day during daylight, I walked and a vet in a beautiful old Caddy convertible passed me and pulled in under his sun roof, I guess you call it. I noticed he had Purple Heart plates, so as I walked past, I spoke to him, thanking him for his service.
We then had a short conversation. I told him I had served two years in the Sixties, but felt like it didn’t mean much, because while so many were going through terrible times in VN, I was lounging around the Crash Rescue squad room at Gray Air Base at Fort Lewis.
He immediately said my view was not correct, that it is normal for only 1 of 10 people to actually go to combat, that I did what I was assigned as support. Then he thanked me for my service.
That really touched me. As a wounded soldier he took the time to thank me for my service. That was the first time in 54 years anyone ever thanked me for my service.