7265Re: [8thdivmodern] Veterans Day
- Nov 6, 2013Thanks again -- out here at the end of the supply lines, your letter's always a highlight.FYI, in July I was passing through the old 8th ID AO so made a lightning trip from Mannheim, Worms, Dexheim, Mainz, Wackernheim and BK. Up to Koblenz, across the Mosel and then down through Baumholder. If you know what you're looking for, a lot of it's still there, but otherwise it sort of reminded me of my trip to Viet Nam a few years back -- unless you looked hard and paid attention, you wouldn't really know we'd been there at all. Whereas in my time, you couldn't go down the street without seeing GIs. Even Baumholder, which has a big presence, has pulled back behind the fence.
Oh, well.On Thu, Nov 7, 2013 at 12:48 PM, KRAZY <onekrazyyankee@...> wrote:
As most of you know by now, I do this every Veterans Day. I thank someone
who has somehow impacted my life in one way or another. This makes the sixth
(6th) year in a row. I hope to keep it going for many more years. Here goes.
This year I would like to thank, my hero, a gentleman that I met 61 years
ago. Yes, you heard me right, 61 years ago. My Father, Mr. Robert T. Walker.
He volunteered for military service during World War II. He was a Private
First Class in the United States Marine Corps. He landed on Iwo Jima at 0902
19 February 1945. He was wounded on 10 March 1945 and received the Purple
Heart for wounds received on Iwo Jima. Just a small wound, "a hole the size
of a grenade", and shrapnel for life. He met mom after the war, and they
were married in 1951. You taught us what we needed to know about life. You
let us fail only to pick us up and teach us again. There was unconditional
love. The kids in the neighborhood knew it. The teams you coached knew it.
Yes we bumped head, I thought I knew more than you many a time. It was not
until I got older that it sank in that he knew what he was talking about.
There was nothing you did not teach us, from learning how to ride a bike to
banging golf balls off the back of the house and everything in between. From
making a bird house in the house on Cherry Street, to learning to swim at
Tupper Lake, to learning how to throw a ball in the back yard on Locust
Street. You gave us every opportunity to succeed. You got cancer and you
would not let that get you down or slow you down. You remained positive
through all the treatments you had. "Don't think I ever told you this - one
day, in August 2001, when I was out to lunch with the ladies at the lake,
Dad and Uncle Joe went to lunch and Dad told Uncle Joe that he was ready to
go, as he had a good life, a good wife and good children." I just wish you
were still here so I could thank you in person. I love you.
Second, Ernie, my brother from another mother. Love you my older brother.
Mom always liked you best.
Reverend I can't forget you. Thank you for everything. Hang in there my
brother. Happy Birthday to your Corps. Tell Mrs. "B." I said hello. Also I
send my love to you both.
Also a big thanks to 1SG Devine, SGT Shultz, "V", my brothers Smart and
Minter, Leon, Steve, Chico where ever you might be, Buckwheat, and last PFC
John Stahl (USMC). John and Dad are looking down on us from Heaven, because
when a Marine dies he or she goes to Heaven and guards the Pearly Gates.
James Randall (Ike) Ikner US Army (26 Oct 2013) and Billy Wade McAlpin US
Navy (31 Oct 2013), Rest In Peace my brothers.
Lastly, again, a very big thank you goes out to SFC Lamar. He showed me the
wrong way to do things so that I learned to do them the right way. Thank
Robert F. Walker Sr.
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