A close friend was on a downward spiral into drugs and alcohol. We all knew he was destined for more but didn't know how to help him. He decided he needed a change and joined the National Guard. In no time, he changed for the better. He grew up. He became the man we always knew was there all along.
This man loved our country...and died to protect us. He was lost to an IED in Afghanistan in 2010. RIP Sgt. C. Wayne Hosford.
Hello everyone! It has been a while since I have been on here. For those that don't know I was in a bad accident 10/14/2011 and was in the hospital for four days. My truck is no more as I not so successfully completed a back flip with it after leaving the paved road I was on. It took almost 5 hours of surgery and two metal rods to put my forearm back together and to re-attach my bicep that was cut in half during the accident.
Ok so the VA in all it's wisdom declined my request for assistance with my medical bills from my accident. So if anyone is feeling charitable I can let you know where to send assistance to.
Everything looking good except the fact that he cant move his fingers as much as he should be able too, he cant straighten them. The surgeon hopes his nerve was stretched during the surgery and not cut, the fact that he has feeling is a good sign. Now the not so great news. I have had a huge bump on my leg since the accident and now that my arm is progressing it is time to focus on my leg. So keep the prayers and good thoughts coming I am not done with this adventure yet.
They removed 600ml of fluid off my hip.
So after 5 hours at the VA doctor visit was complete blood work done and tests are being scheduled. Blood work was inconclusive so it could be an issue with my pancreas or it could be my gall bladder. So I am being scheduled for an abdominal CT scan and ultra sound and a upper endoscopy. But on the bright side my arm is finally closed and the infection seems to be gone.
My dad served during WW2 in the Army. My husband served in the Navy in the 60's and my oldest son is a Chaplin in the Navy now. I am very proud of each one of them. They each served in difficult times but they did it because their country needed (needs) them.They are my Heros.
I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl 27 years ago this September she was my first born and I couldn't have been more proud at that moment, She was everything a mother could ask for, A beautiful healthy baby girl with lots of dark hair and BIG beautiful blue eyes. It's instant the LOVE a mother feels for her child the second they hand them to you. You just want to do everything right and hope you don't do anything wrong, you raise them to the best of your ability in hopes that they will continue to make you proud.
I will never forget the day she told me she joined the Army, I was in shock I was scared and I couldn't believe that my beautiful baby girl was now an amazing young woman who wanted to support her country, "I am so proud"
Then she tells me she is being deployed over seas serving for one year, I was so scared and worried and sad and didn't wan't to be away from my baby girl for a whole year that was a long time, I shed a lot of tears and prayed for GOD to take care of her for me and bring her home safe I'm happy to say she came home right before the Holidays. "THANK YOU GOD"
Once again she made me so proud, as she was promoted while over seas and now she is Sergeant Melissa Wittneben. I just wan't her and all of her comrades to know that I am so proud of each and everyone of them and they will always be HERO'S to me and my family.
a personal THANKS to each and every soldier that has and is serving
OUR COUNTRY "GOD BLESS YOU AND YOUR FAMILY'S FOREVER"
He was my HERO. He really loved the ARMY. When he went to be with our Great Father in heaven he was a CWO4, Retired He was a great american. A wonderful father.
My father Wm. C. Schroeder served in the Pacific, during WW II. He was captured off of Corregadore ,PI. and was a P.O.W. of the Japanese for 3yrs 10 months.
During that time he was wounded and tortured.
He was awarded the Purple Heart, 2 Bronze Stars, and THE Silver Star.
He never indulged to me what he did to deserve these medals, I guess he figured, his "Baby Girl" didn't need to know.
All I can say, My father was a TRUE AMERICAN HERO..and his LITTLE GIRL thought he Hung the Moon. RIP Daddy
Regretfully, I have no pictures at this time.
Wade Trembath served in Vietnam with the MASH unit on HWY 1 during 1967/1968. He was an only son and the last of his families line, but volunteered to serve because of his love and honor for the United States. He passed away from Lung Cancer/Agent Orange at the young age of 57. His honor and love of country is still proudly followed by his family members who have served and are still serving. The tears shed at the site of our flag and the sound of taps are those of pride and thanks for all who have and are serving this great nation and their families for their sacrifice. Thank You!
When I became a Marine in 1978, it during a phase (which I hope has long ended) in which the Corps wanted WMs (Women Marines) not to appear so "butch." So in boot camp, we were taught how to properly apply make-up, sit with legs demurely together and crossed at the ankle and never got to go to the range, never had a rifle in hand. Our motto was, get this, "To Free a Man to Fight," meaning we were there to take over on the typewriters while the guys went out and confronted the enemy. That's not to say the physical training was easy. It most definitely was not. That's not to say the DIs didn't get in your face. Their jobs were to make you physically and mentally tough and this they did extremely well. Even after all these years, whenever and if necessary, I can very easily pull up the Marine Corps attitude I was taught in boot camp and gut my way through almost anything, Still, I wish, just once, I could have carried a gun like the women on the front lines get to do today. That would've been a blast. But I can't complain. I got to carry that gun when employed by the Washtenaw Sheriff's Department and Michigan Department of Corrections, where I was hired because I was, I am and I always will be a former Marine. By the way, the picture is of my three kids, David, a college graduate, along with Ralph Jr. and Brittany, both of whom will graduate from college in May of this year. All three are as tough and smart as they wanna be. Birthed by two Marines, it was never even possible for them to turn out to be anything else.
A dual-military husband and wife simultaneously received orders; the husband was to deploy while the wife was to be stationed in Quantico, VA where she could not keep the family dog. Perplexed, the couple didn't have many options, but got lucky and eventually met a family that was willing to offer their dog a home until the couple's orders were finished. This real life scenario is what prompted the founders to establish Dogs on Deployment and inspired them to create an organization that would help other military members in similar situations.
Dogs on Deployment was founded by 2ndLt Alisa Sieber-Johnson, USMC, and LT Shawn Johnson, USN. Founded in June 2011, Dogs on Deployment is a non-profit which provides an online resource for deploying military members to search for volunteers who are willing to board their pets while they're away. Many military members are forced to relinquish their pets because of deployments and the scarcity of boarding options. DoD aims to alleviate this by providing a resource to seek help. Since their launch in June 2011, DoD has helped place over twenty pets in DoD Boarder homes and has recruited over 120 volunteer boarders across the United States. DoD operates nationwide and is open for use by all military members during deployments and training exercises.
These military members have shown true commitment to helping others through starting an organization which helps alleviate their stress during the most stressful of times.
I've been out of the Army since 1989. Over time, due to many factors including military experience, my PTSD symptoms grew more and more frequent. I went through a very traumatic time. Toward the end of my habilitation, I was asked to give my opinion about what I experienced as challenges upon discharge with a few other vets. This was to help in the forming of the Veteran's Sanctuary in Allentown, PA. Now, some 4 years later, I was able to help organize and play piano in a trio for a benefit I named "Jazz 4 Veteran's." The program included a free will offering that raised $542.00 for the Sanctuary. This is not to brag but to say moving forward in life after traumatic experiences is possible. It will never be perfect but it's better than it was.
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