Category: Vietnam War
This young soldier took turns at point with a good buddy of his, but the guys in his patrol liked him best because he was handy with the machine gun. They had been taking turns one day when his buddy was shot. It was a roll of the dice. If it had been him as pointman he would have been shot. The father spoke of how this buddy had died in his son’s arms shortly after being hit. His last words were, “Josh, I’ve been shot.” The father was reluctant to tell his wife about this incident. Mothers, you see, don’t mourn just for their own.
Through the clouds of confusion and turmoil surrounding the Vietnam Era, the light of valor and compassion still shines forth from the lives of those who were saved by the efforts of heroes.
When the American commander of the strike force came back to his RTO’s location, he found him humming the tune to “Silent Night.” Smiling and shrugging, he knew young soldiers could be nutty and unpredictable.
Jesus is the reason for the season, and no government or contentious secularist can take that from us. Merry Christmas, my wonderful brothers, sisters, and children everywhere! May our Lord God Jesus Christ be with you all the days of your lives, and beyond!
The veteran may be the aged fellow who is still trying to shut out the images of the Tet Offensive of 1968, and still remembers how his former best friend in high school called him “baby killer” and “willing tool of the “war mongers.”
The Green Berets at Fort Bragg gave her the nickname “The Green Beret Lady Bug Angel.” I have been told there is a plaque with her name on it somewhere at Fort Bragg.
This was one of the events that made that generation shine, without a doubt. Oh, they had their faults; racial prejudice was a problem, and many people were hardened and bitter, having endured the Great Depression
While Dad was in Korea and my older sister suffered with polio, we lived luxuriously in wonderful clapboard wooden housing built years before, eating the best rice and beans the economy and the local stores had to offer
The wall, with all 58,200 names, consumed my field of vision. I tried to wrap my mind around the violence, carnage and ruined lives that it represented. Then I thought of how Vietnam was only one small war in the history of the human race.
There was little deliberation and almost instantaneous action by Captain Chambers who ordered that all of the arresting wires drawn across the deck in order to reduce the speed of the landing jets be removed. He did not hesitate to order every available seaman on deck to move as many helicopters as possible to one side of the ship. Any aircraft impeding the ingress of the little Bird-dog and its invaluable cargo would be pushed overboard and into the sea.