2 hours ago
Friday, November 12, 2010
My brother Tom was in Viet Nam. It was a scary time. I was around 12 or 13. There was a period of time that we had the Red Cross looking for him because we had not heard from him. They finally found him, he was in Sniper training and was on the front lines. Not a good feeling. He never talked about the war either.
There were alot of protests and riots that went on during the Viet Nam War. I remember during 1967 and 68 when the presidential race was going on in Chicago there were alot of problems. We lived 30 minutes from downtown and were told to stay in our homes and be safe because a protest walk was taking place on a road that we could see from our house. It was a scary time. We were lucky though the protesters never made it all the way to our neighborhood, they were disbanded before they got there.
They were the only two of my immediate family that were in the military. I do have a great nephew that is stationed in Toyko in the Air Force, and I have two nephews on my ex's side that have been to Afghanistan.
I get teary eyed when I see someone in uniform. I think about how they willingly put their lives on hold to stand up for our freedom. I always try to at least look them in the eye and mouth the word Thanks! We owe them so much more than we give. God Bless them!
until next time... nel
Posted by Nel at 12:39 AM