Saluting my Father

My Dad passed away 15 years ago. If he was alive he would have turned 100 this year. He was a WWII vet and a paratrooper in the 82nd airborne with 33 war time jumps. He was actually the only Hero I ever had. A salute to all the fallen and living soldiers.
 
Never forget any of the ones who served and especially the ones who are among the fallen. I had two uncles (both deceased now) who served their country in wartime. One was in the air force during WWII and the other was a tail gunner on a bomber in the Korean War. Both saw plenty of action and were given military honors at their funerals. I was drafted into the US Army in 1965 during the Vietnam War but was LUCKY enough to not have to serve any time there. My best friend who was the same age as me was a Marine and was hit by shrapnel in Vietnam and when he got out of the service he collected a pension because of his injuries.
 
My grandfather is buried in a military cemetery near Culpeper, VA. He was injured in WWII while driving a jeep. He was trying to signal to another jeep driver who had the "cat eyes" on that he was drawing fire, and the other jeep hit him. His arm gave him problems for the rest of his life, and I think he got a small payment monthly after that. He passed away at the age of 88.

He carried an M1 carbine, and if he cleaned it up nicely, he would always be forced to swap with someone of higher rank who didn't like to clean their rifle, so he started only cleaning it when he had to. He was drafted even though he had three kids because he registered in DC where he was born rather than in VA where he lived, and the DC draft board actually bragged about being among the first to draft fathers as if that was something to be proud of.

--Tom
 
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