Great post.. another great example of the heros of this country that go by the way side when it comes to the media.. where if not for them we WOULD NOT have the freedoms we enjoy today!
Thought you should know about this man.
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MPS
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That is exactly why I try to say thanks to everyone of them I can! I get frustrated with Americans that have no appreciation. We would not be sledding or talking on this forum like we do if it wasn't for them.
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skidoorulz
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I met an old WWII sailor on a submarine museum in Philadelphia 3 years ago. He was volunteering his time to help restore it. I think it was the USS Bacuna, Anyway we had a good conversation when he told me without him and a lot of other guys we would have never had George H.W. Bush as a president. He was serving on the sub that pulled H.W. out of the Pacific when he was shot down. When H.W. became President he personally sent all who served on that sub a letter thanking them for saving his life. That ol sailors name is Carl Vozniak. The WWII submariners had their annual reunion here in Billings 2 years ago and Carl was coming. I was really looking forward to taking him to a steak dinner but he fell 2 weeks prior to that and broke his hip and could not come. When (and I will) I get back to Philly steaks are on me Carl.
Thanks Ed and all the other vets.
When I was in Las Vegas in 2003 for a Red Flag I had to stay in a casino. One day on the elevator ride down there was a black man in the elevator, I stepped in and the door closed. He told me "Thank you for your service." I told him thanks back and asked if he had served. He said he was a pilot in WWII. A tuskegee airman. I felt like what I was doing was nothing compared to what he had done and I felt like I wasn't worthy to be in the same elevator as him. As I left the elevator I told him thanks for his service. I had to get to work but I wish I could have bought him dinner or something. I was so in awe of meeting such a hero I forgot his name.
When I was in Las Vegas in 2003 for a Red Flag I had to stay in a casino. One day on the elevator ride down there was a black man in the elevator, I stepped in and the door closed. He told me "Thank you for your service." I told him thanks back and asked if he had served. He said he was a pilot in WWII. A tuskegee airman. I felt like what I was doing was nothing compared to what he had done and I felt like I wasn't worthy to be in the same elevator as him. As I left the elevator I told him thanks for his service. I had to get to work but I wish I could have bought him dinner or something. I was so in awe of meeting such a hero I forgot his name.
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Rest in peace... And a BIG salute to all of our men and women that let us sleep in peace. These are the stories and history that our kids need to learn about in school I only wish that all Americans showed the stones that these men and women have showed. Or at least support them when they come home. GOD BLESS
And thank you all of you for sharing these stories with us.
How sad we have become as humans. The important things seem to be so far away from us these days!
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sledchick
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Thank you skidoorulz for posting this, probably one of the best posts I've read in a long time.
This world we live in has become so self-centered that we forget our everyday heroes. The individuals that risk their lives everyday to make the citizens of the U.S. safe, and I feel this is the greatest act of courage and bravery. This extends not only to the people of the Armed Forces, but also the people of Law Enforcement, Fire Department, etc. It takes a certain person to put their lives on the line, for a complete stranger.
You wouldn't hear someone like Brad Pitt putting his life on the line for someone. Unless you believe movies.
I always talked to my Grandpa about the war in Korea, and always respected him for it. But it wasn't until I heard the 3 volleys going off and the flag given to my Grandma, did it really hit me. He wanted to be buried in Fort Snelling, but my Grandma objected because she wanted to be buried next to him when that time comes.
I spoke at his funeral, which for me is probably one of the hardest things I've ever done...Here's what I said..
Grandpa, Dad, Husband, Father-in-Law, Uncle, Brother, Friend -these are all words that tell who Herb was. To know who he was, is something that I'll always remember. Throughout my 21 years of life, he has always been there. Telling me his ways of life, and his history.
I remember all the times as a child, going up to Diamond Lake going fishing off the pontoon and catching perch. He taught me how to put my worm on, and how to tie your hook. All the times we spent digging for worms out in back of the tool shed. The bonfires we'd have out back, and making s'mores, and the fireworks on Fourth of July. The trips to Atwater or Spicer to go get the paper and milk. The days down in Redwood, where we would go to the zoo and all pack in the mini-van to go see the animals, or head to the golf course in the winter time to go sledding. At Christmas time or Thanksgiving, Grandpa always carved the ham or turkey, or when we'd go look at Christmas lights.
As I grew older, Grandpa was always around. Going to my basketball games, tennis meets, always tried to get to the ones they could. If our team lost, he'd always say "Well, that's okay you tried your best, and you did a good job." When I was close to turning to 16, Grandpa taught me how to drive. I don't know how many times we went around Markee, but he was always patient and corrected me. I don't think we practiced parallel parking very well, I didn't do so great with that! Grandpa could always crack me up too, with his goofy impressions and when he'd bring in his "special" suitcase(aka the liquor case). Schooling and studies were always important to my Grandpa, as was hard work. I don't know how many times I was preached upon to do well in school, and to further myself in life. The stories of his hardships, losing his mother early in his childhood, of the war in Korea, there are many.
These are the things I will miss most about my Grandpa. The memories are there to make sure he never dies. He was a one of a kind man, who loved everyone in his family so much. He wouldn't want us to be sad that he is gone, but to live the life that he wanted us to. To grow and open our eyes to new things, and work as hard as you can to reach our goals. Grandpa taught me something even now, its not the length in life you live, but rather the depth in which you live your life. I will miss Grandpa tremendously, but I know that one day I will see him again, and then we can start over where we left off.
Sorry for the long novel of a post, just hit close to home..RIP Ed Freeman and God Bless the Troops
This world we live in has become so self-centered that we forget our everyday heroes. The individuals that risk their lives everyday to make the citizens of the U.S. safe, and I feel this is the greatest act of courage and bravery. This extends not only to the people of the Armed Forces, but also the people of Law Enforcement, Fire Department, etc. It takes a certain person to put their lives on the line, for a complete stranger.
You wouldn't hear someone like Brad Pitt putting his life on the line for someone. Unless you believe movies.
I always talked to my Grandpa about the war in Korea, and always respected him for it. But it wasn't until I heard the 3 volleys going off and the flag given to my Grandma, did it really hit me. He wanted to be buried in Fort Snelling, but my Grandma objected because she wanted to be buried next to him when that time comes.
I spoke at his funeral, which for me is probably one of the hardest things I've ever done...Here's what I said..
Grandpa, Dad, Husband, Father-in-Law, Uncle, Brother, Friend -these are all words that tell who Herb was. To know who he was, is something that I'll always remember. Throughout my 21 years of life, he has always been there. Telling me his ways of life, and his history.
I remember all the times as a child, going up to Diamond Lake going fishing off the pontoon and catching perch. He taught me how to put my worm on, and how to tie your hook. All the times we spent digging for worms out in back of the tool shed. The bonfires we'd have out back, and making s'mores, and the fireworks on Fourth of July. The trips to Atwater or Spicer to go get the paper and milk. The days down in Redwood, where we would go to the zoo and all pack in the mini-van to go see the animals, or head to the golf course in the winter time to go sledding. At Christmas time or Thanksgiving, Grandpa always carved the ham or turkey, or when we'd go look at Christmas lights.
As I grew older, Grandpa was always around. Going to my basketball games, tennis meets, always tried to get to the ones they could. If our team lost, he'd always say "Well, that's okay you tried your best, and you did a good job." When I was close to turning to 16, Grandpa taught me how to drive. I don't know how many times we went around Markee, but he was always patient and corrected me. I don't think we practiced parallel parking very well, I didn't do so great with that! Grandpa could always crack me up too, with his goofy impressions and when he'd bring in his "special" suitcase(aka the liquor case). Schooling and studies were always important to my Grandpa, as was hard work. I don't know how many times I was preached upon to do well in school, and to further myself in life. The stories of his hardships, losing his mother early in his childhood, of the war in Korea, there are many.
These are the things I will miss most about my Grandpa. The memories are there to make sure he never dies. He was a one of a kind man, who loved everyone in his family so much. He wouldn't want us to be sad that he is gone, but to live the life that he wanted us to. To grow and open our eyes to new things, and work as hard as you can to reach our goals. Grandpa taught me something even now, its not the length in life you live, but rather the depth in which you live your life. I will miss Grandpa tremendously, but I know that one day I will see him again, and then we can start over where we left off.
Sorry for the long novel of a post, just hit close to home..RIP Ed Freeman and God Bless the Troops
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skidoorulz
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No post is to long when sharing about good people!
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snowmobiler
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good thread.makes you stop and think about it.
Don't take this wrong guys, here is a link to a more in depth story about the whole situation.
http://www.snopes.com/politics/military/freeman.asp
The address is snopes.com, but I wasn't there trying to see if it was real, I went because for all the real stories, snopes has a ton of background information on the subject.
RIP Ed Freeman!
http://www.snopes.com/politics/military/freeman.asp
The address is snopes.com, but I wasn't there trying to see if it was real, I went because for all the real stories, snopes has a ton of background information on the subject.
RIP Ed Freeman!
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Thank you to him and the many more like him! Heard tomorrow is a prayer day for our enlisted soldiers deployed overseas. The Chaplin is asking for prayers and if you can fast from something. A food your drink of choice the internet. Just give a small sacrifice to show gratitude to the many who are risking their lives daily for our freedom!
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skidoorulz
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Yep I knew he passed away in Aug of 08. I came acrossed this while I was deleteing a whole bunch of stuff on the computer. I realize it sounds like he just died 2 weeks ago, my fault. But the man and many others like him still deserve to be remembered no matter how long ago they died. Also I didn't take it wrong.
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