Happy Veterans' Day to Those Who Served

[LoungeMachine]

Our sincerest thanks, and deepest gratitude, including and especially to our own Sarge.....

At the eleventh hour, of the eleventh day, of the eleventh month


Let's bring 'em home soon.....

[Hardrock69]

You are quite welcome.

[DLR'sCock]

To all the vets, thanks and appreciation to each and every one of you.


Let's see those troops overseas come home soon safely.

[DEMON CUNT]

Amen!

[Steve Savicki]

Amen, especially to Sarge.

[Nickdfresh]

Can the vet's get a sticky?


Vet's get a sticky!

[Nickdfresh]

The story of Veteran's Day: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veterans'_Day

[Jérôme Frenchise]

To the vets of all countries and, as this is a mainly American site, to the Brave who sacrificed their lives, were buried far away from their homes and made the 1918 victory possible. They avoided more millions of war victims in Europe.
We don't forget about it here, be sure of that.

[Nickdfresh]

How many Frenchmen died at Verdun alone Jerome? Wasn't it almost a million?

[Jérôme Frenchise]

Originally posted by Nickdfresh
How many Frenchmen died at Verdun alone Jerome? Wasn't it almost a million?

They were 163,000 to die there between February and December 16th 1916, and 143,000 German soldiers.
There were millions of dead people on either side - I'll check the exact number.

Anyway, they were all victims, including the German, as every time there is a war, as a French vet told me recently, it's always because of a few politicians and big business issues that soldiers wind up firing at "the enemy".
But an end had to be put to it, and the thousands of American soldiers who died in France alongside the other Allies, mostly the English, spared some million more deaths.
It's really impressive, thinking of all the Americans who crossed the Atlantic and fought for the freedom of a land that wasn't theirs (not yet; but it became theirs as soon as they set foot on it, and forever!), I mean, the word "hero" has a true meaning.
This land is "strewn" with immense cemetaries, so wide that you can't tell how you feel when you go there to stand silent before the fields of graves that sometimes stretch up to the horizon...
The horror makes them even more human. Paying homage to them once a year is really the least we can do.

[Jérôme Frenchise]

There were 8 million killed during the First World War in total, and 6 million disabled...

1.4 million Frenchmen died during the whole war, that is 10% of all Frenchmen.

I often tell my pupils, who are very young of course and, as youth always will, tend to consider past wars as very far remote, that when you consider the history of mankind, 1916 for instance is just a while ago...
Anyway, however far it is or not, time should never lessen these collective memories.

[Switch84]

You're welcome, bitches!

[Dave's PA Rental]

As I said, I didnt look very hard...

http://www.rotharmy.com/forums/showthread.php?s=&threadid=41708

[blonddgirl777]

Jérôme,
"Je me souviens"...
Le débarquement de Normandie (W.W.2)!

[blonddgirl777]

I've already posted this in Dave's PA Rental's thread in "Non" but it diserves to be re-posted...


Canadian military

The average age of the Canadian military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's; but he has never collected unemployment either.

He's a recent High School graduate;

He was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away.

He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and 155mm howitzer.

He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk.

He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark.

He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must.

He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional.

He can march until he is told to stop or stop until he is told to march.

He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity. He is self-sufficient.

He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other.

He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry.

He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle.

He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts.

If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food. He'll even split his ammunition with you
in the midst of battle when you run low.

He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands.

He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job.

He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay and still find ironic humour in it all.

He has seen more suffering and death then he should have in his short lifetime.

He has stood atop mountains of dead bodies, and helped to create them.
He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed.

He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away' those around him who haven't bothered to stand,
remove their hat, or even stop talking.

In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.

Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great-grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy.

He is the Canadian Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200 years.

He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding.

Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.

And now we even have woman over there in danger, doing their part in this tradition of going to War when our nation calls us to do so.

As you go to bed tonight, remember this shot.

A short lull, a little shade and a picture of loved ones in their helmets.

Prayer wheel for our military... please don't break it. Please pass this on after a short prayer.

Prayer Wheel;

"Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us.
Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need. Amen."


God bless them all!