My father served in the late ’50s, gaining some useful experience, lifelong tinnitus, and trauma from watching fellow airmen die feet from him because of inept hardware malfunctions that were officially hushed up…I’ve had uncles and cousins who’ve served with less ugliness, AFAIK, and everyone who has worked in service to our fellow citizens deserves respect for their good service.
Todd, my father served on a destroyer in the Pacific during World War II. A kamikaze hit his ship and he was injured. Later, my father was given a Purple Heart. But, once mustered out of the Navy, my father told my mother, “I never want to be on a boat again!”
Belated condolence for his terrible experience as well. My father’s experience, and the general fact that hierarchy is Not My Bag, never made that an option for me, nor my sister….
Cap'n Bob
Thanks for the good wishes! Being a vet is one thing I’m happy about!
Thank you to all veterans for their service–and a special thanks to my sister, who served with distinction for 25 years in the USAF.
Deb, I’m grateful for all those who served and protected our country.
My father served in the late ’50s, gaining some useful experience, lifelong tinnitus, and trauma from watching fellow airmen die feet from him because of inept hardware malfunctions that were officially hushed up…I’ve had uncles and cousins who’ve served with less ugliness, AFAIK, and everyone who has worked in service to our fellow citizens deserves respect for their good service.
Todd, my father served on a destroyer in the Pacific during World War II. A kamikaze hit his ship and he was injured. Later, my father was given a Purple Heart. But, once mustered out of the Navy, my father told my mother, “I never want to be on a boat again!”
Belated condolence for his terrible experience as well. My father’s experience, and the general fact that hierarchy is Not My Bag, never made that an option for me, nor my sister….
Thanks for the good wishes! Being a vet is one thing I’m happy about!
Bob, we all appreciate your service.