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November 11, 2003

veteran's day

I didn't put up my flag today.

I believe that this is the first time I have failed to do so on Veteran's Day for many years. I am ashamed of myself, but the truth is, I forgot all about it because I had my head stuck in a computer all day. By the time I realized what day this was, it was too late to fly that flag. I missed the boat.

But, for everyone who served this country to give me the freedom to stick my head in a computer all day today, I offer a belated salute. I appreciate what you folks did, and what your brothers-in-arms are doing now. The United States of America would not be what it is today if not for the likes of YOU. You have my gratitude and my respect.

I deeply regret the fact that I didn't fly my Star Spangled Banner this morning. That flag may be just a symbol, but it means something to me. It means a LOT to me.

Hell, it should mean a lot to ANYONE who appreciates freedom.

UPDATE: I see no problem with flying the American Flag off my front porch and having a Confederate flag license plate on my pickup truck. I am a Southerner. I am proud of that fact, but I am an AMERICAN first of all. I am loyal to my family, I am loyal to my heritage, but ... I am loyal to my country, too. That's the difference between Southerners and Islamo-nuts, for those who commented about the similarity on a post I wrote about the Confederate flag. Fuck every one of you. If you can't tell the difference between a Southerner and a terrorist, YOU'RE the one with a problem, not the guy driving the pickup truck with the Confederate flag bumper sticker. Go vote for Howard Dean. You make a wonderful couple, brainless asswits.

Comments

So fly it tomorrow. And the next day. And the next. And... you get the idea.

Posted by: Mr. Lion on November 11, 2003 07:57 PM

I put my flag up on the afternoon of September 11th, 2001 and it hasn't stopped flying since then. I'm not trying to come off as some super patriot or anything....but it was the best way I could express my faith in my country and in our president's ability to lead us through this crisis.

He still has my support. And the flag won't come down until the job is done and our troops come home.

And for those who will criticize me for flying a flag at night, don't worry - it is lit by the porch light so I'm not violating any protocol - although I have been surprised by the amount of people who have chosen to hang their flags by the corners and do so with the star field on the wrong side.

Posted by: Trish on November 11, 2003 08:17 PM

Many thanks to all the vets, and those serving today!

Veteran's Day

In honor of all the vets out there, I will just briefly acquaint you with my Great Uncle Rocky, who passed away about 4 years ago now.

The thing I remember the most about Uncle Rocky is that he taught me my first curse word (damn if you must know), much to the chagrin of my Grandmother, but I suppose that's another story.

Great Uncle Rocky joined the Marines at the tender age of 16, by getting his Mother, my Great-Grandmother, to lie about his age. Rocky was the youngest of many boys in the family, and he did not want to be left behind, while his older brothers went off to war.

Rocky trained at Camp Pendelton in California, and entered the war a little late, so off to the Pacific theater he went, now only 17 years of age. Rocky was a signal operator, and he was given this assignment by his commanders, since they were not oblivious to how young he was.

Rocky first saw action on Iwo Jima, where he strung telegraph lines, while dodging sniper bullets. The closest he came to being killed, was when a grenade exploded right next to him and his Sargeant in mid-air! His Sargeant was killed. Rocky was badly wounded, but lived to tell about it, and continued his work on Iwo Jima, for the duration of the battle, that lasted well over a month (close to 45 days or more IIRC).

After Iwo Jima Rocky went on to Okinawa, where he was wounded so badly in the early days of the invasion, that he had to be shipped back to the States, where he spent over a year in the Hospital recovering.

Rocky was born and raised in Texas, but he stayed in California after the war the rest of his life. Rocky went to work for a telephone company, stringing telephone lines of all things.

Now, I'm not going to pretend that Rocky was not affected by his experiences. The truth is, that he paid a heavy toll, for his war time service. He had multiple failed marriages, he was an alcoholic for many years, and was even estranged from some of his children, but in his later years he managed to put it all behind him, exorcise his demons, and lead a normal life in Anaheim, California with his third wife, who was a Nurse during WWII in Europe.

AFAIK Rocky never talked to anyone about his war time experiences, except my Father and I, as part of our genealogy research. And even then, it took about 4 shots of Jack Daniel's to get his tongue loose. Even at 65 years of age (my Dad and I first talked to him about his experience almost 10 years ago now), that man could drink me under the table any day, and I'm no slouch when it comes to good liquor!

Thank you Uncle Rocky. It was a high-price you paid, and I appreciate it.

Posted by: Blowback on November 11, 2003 08:44 PM

Fear not Rob...those of us who know you, even a little bit, know one thing fer damn sure:
You are the living epitome of "American by birth, Southern by the grace of God..." (Or Bejus, if ya prefer....)

Posted by: Stevie on November 11, 2003 08:52 PM

Well, yesterday I put an American flag, a Rebel flag AND an Israeli flag (in that order) on my page. I'm an American first, a Southerner second. I have no Jewish ancestry or any connection with Israel, but I support them in their fight. Anybody who doesn't like any of those flags can stay away.

Posted by: hackjammer on November 11, 2003 11:01 PM

Rob,

Don't worry too much about it. Those of us who read you know where your heart is.

On behalf of myself and other vets, thanks for your post.

Posted by: Gene K on November 11, 2003 11:24 PM

I put my flag up about a year ago. I wanted to get one after 9/11, but they were hard to find then. The thing that made me the most proud--if that's the right word--was that I didn't have to do it. Nobody in my neighborhood cared; about half of the neighbors had flags. No one would have been angry if I had a flag or not.

That's what I love about this country. It's called freedom. My choice to fly that flag or not is why I chose to fly it. Does that make sense?

And Acidman, you should certainly be proud of your southern heritage. I am a northerner, but I can think of no other country were two peoples have gone from being brothers to mortal enemies, back to being brothers again. Bless the South and bless America.

Posted by: schaffman on November 12, 2003 01:33 AM

Rob,

BZZZZZZT! You are in violation of one of every decent American's obligations, which is to fly the flag on Veteran's Day. Those folks died for you and the Constitution you live under. You got to PAY for this screwup, boy. I think the only way you're going to appease the angry spirits of the soldiers you neglected to honor is to buy at least DOUBLE the amount of ammunition required to fill your quota requirement for National Ammo Day. And you better go buy it at your local gun shop, too. That guy will be there selling you stuff when Wallyworld has quit carrying guns or ammo because of the damned GFWs.

If we're reading in your blog next month that you dreamed George Patton or John Paul Jones came and kicked your butt around the block, we'll know what happened--or, to be precise, what DIDN'T happen!

Posted by: Dan McWiggins on November 12, 2003 01:01 PM

We've flown either a flag or hung buntings on the front of stately sad old goth manor for the twenty four years we've lived there. We have, on occasion, flown the Scottish Lion Rampant along with it, as well as the Union Jack (usually on the weekend of the Battle of Monmouth, which was fought in our town in 1779). We're proud of America and we're equally proud of our heritage, as well you should be of your heritage of being a Southerner. I think the worst act of terrorism that has hit this country is Political Correctness.
Stand tall, Acidman.

Posted by: gregor on November 12, 2003 01:06 PM

I'm going to buy 500 rounds for my new 30-06. Will THAT keep the ghost of Patton off my doorstep?

I'm getting a nice 'scope for it, too. Since I had my eyes fixed, I can't see iron sights anymore on a rifle. That's no problem with a pistol, but my rifle shooting has been severely affected by my vision, especially if I attempt to shoot long-range.

I can see the fucking TARGET, but I can't focus on the sights anymore. That SUCKS!

That's why I've put a scope on every long-gun I have now, including my pellet rifle.

Posted by: Acidman on November 12, 2003 04:01 PM

I imagine 500 rounds of 30.06 ought to keep ol' George off your doorstep. It's certain to keep anything else you don't want there off it too, unless you've aggravated somebody who has their own private Abrams tank. I LIKE that round. There isn't much on this continent it won't stop.

500 rounds might even make that Seffrican wetback smile...

Posted by: Dan McWiggins on November 13, 2003 01:18 PM
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