Memorial Day Messages

[HeavyStick]

Please post your Memorial Messages, thoughts and stories.



here is one of my favorite stories concerning Memorial Day

just wanted to get the day over with and go down to Smokey's for a few cold ones. Sneaking a look at my watch, I saw the time, 1655. Five minutes to go.

Full dress was hot in the August sun. Oklahoma summertime was as bad as ever -- the heat and humidity at the same level -- too damned high. I saw the car pull into the drive, '69 or '70 model Deville, looked factory-new.

It pulled into the parking slot at a snail's pace. An old woman got out so damned slow I thought she was paralyzed. She had a cane and a sheaf of flowers, about four or five bunches as best I could tell. I couldn't help myself. The thought came unwanted, andleft a slightly bitter taste: "Shit! She's going to spend an hour, my damned hip hurts like hell and I'm ready to get the hell out of here right,by-God, now!. "

But my duty was to assist anyone coming in. Kevin would lock the "in" gate and if I could hurry the old biddy along, we might make the last half of happy hour.

I broke Post Attention. The hip made gritty noises when I took the first step and the pain went up a notch. I must have made a real military sight; middle-aged man with a small pot-gut and half a limp, in Marine Full Dress Uniform, which had lost its razor crease about 30 minutes after I began the watch. I stopped in front of her, halfway up the walk. She looked up at me with an old woman's squint.

"Ma'am, can I assist you in anyway?"

She took long enough to answer. "Yes, son. Can you carry these flowers. I seem to be moving a tad slow these days. "

"My pleasure Ma'am. "Well, it wasn't too much of a lie.

She looked again. "Marine, where were you stationed?"

"Vietnam, ma'am. Ground-pounder. '69 to '71. "

She looked at me closer. "Wounded in action, I see. Well done, Marine. I'll be as quick as I can. "

I lied a little bigger. "No hurry, Ma'am. "

She smiled, and winked at me. "Son, I'm 85-years old and I can tell a lie from a long way off. Let's get this done. Might be the last time I can come. my name's Joanne Wieserman,and I've a few Marines I'd like to see one more time. "

"Yes, ma'am. At your service"

She headed for the World War I section, stopping at a stone. She picked one of the bunches out of my arm and laid it on top of the stone. She murmured something I couldn't quite make out. The name on the marble was Donald S. Davidson, USMC, France 1918. She turned away and made a straight line for the World War II section, stopping at one stone. I saw a tear slowly tracking its way down her cheek. She put a bunch on a stone; the name was Stephen X. Davidson, USMC, 1943.

She went up the row a ways and laidanother bunch on a stone, Stanley J. Wieserman, USMC, 1944. She paused for a second, "Two more, son, and we'll be done. "

I almost didn't say anything, but, "Yes, ma'am. Take your time. "

She looked confused. "Where's the Vietnam section, son?I seem to have lostmy way. "

I pointed with my chin. "That way, ma'am. "

"Oh!" shechuckled quietly. "Son, me and old age ain't too friendly. " She headed down the walkI'd pointed at. She stopped at a couple of stones before she found the ones she wanted. She place a bunch on Larry Wieserman USMC, 1968, and the last on Darrel Wieserman USMC, 1970. She stood there and murmured a few words I still couldn't make out.

"OK, son, I'm finished. Get meback to my car and you can go home. "

"Yes, ma'am. If I may ask, were those yourkinfolk?"

She paused. "Yes, Donald Davidson was my father; Stephan was my uncle; Stanley was my husband; Larry and Darrel were our sons. All killed in action, all Marines. "

She stopped, whether she had finished, or couldn't finish, I don't know. And never have.

She made her way to her car, slowly, and painfully. I waited for a polite distance to come between us and double-timed it over to Kevin waiting by the car. "Get to the out-gate quick, Kev. I have something I've got to do. "

Kev started to say something but saw the look I gave him. He broke the rules to get us there down the service road. We beat her, she hadn't made it around the rotunda yet.

"Kev, stand to attention next to the gate post. Follow my lead. "I humped it across the drive to the other post. When the Cadillac came puttering around from the hedges and began the short straight traverse to the gate, I called in my best gunny's voice:"Tehen Hut! Present Haaaarms!"

I have to hand it to Kev, he never blinked an eye; full dress attention and a salute that would make his DI proud. She drove through that gate with two old worn-out soldiers giving her a send off she deserved, for service rendered to her country, and for knowing Duty, Honor and Sacrifice.

I am not sure, but I think I saw a salute returned from that Cadillac.

Credit given to the original author if known.

 

[sch00lteacher]

For those of you who do have Monday off, try to take a moment and think about why you have the day off.

God bless out Vets.

 

[estevie]

Thats a wonderful story, heavy.

Have a great weekend!!!







Oh hell, I forgot to vote!

We are having family from out of town...doing the whole picnic thing!

 

[sweet baby lee]

voted and cried

coming from a military family........my grandfather was
a soldier in the british army in ww 2......my dad in vietnam.....my bro-in-laws in the gulf......and now in the that terrorist laden country over there.......(where life means nothing).....i wish all vets
the best of everything in life.......and to all the military men (future vets) the same....especially one marine i happen to know.....hmmmm who could that be.....umm bear!!!!

hugs and kisses to all of you!!!http://www.house.gov/hayworth/jdcontent/services/flags.jpg http://www.navy-nex.com/images/i-cpoflg.jpg

 

[iwmggw]

I started a thread as well. My first thread..........and its about Memorial Day.................rather than sex, or politics...jeez, who'd a thunk it. Anyway, just wanted to say, thanks for the great story. Me being a University of Science Music and Culture (USMC) grad myself............it got me a little misty there bro. To all the branches....to all the veterans that remain forever young in our memories........SALUTE.

 

[KinkyKat]

Re: voted and cried

hugs and kisses to all of you!!!http://www.house.gov/hayworth/jdcontent/services/flags.jpg http://www.navy-nex.com/images/i-cpoflg.jpg

Thank you. And, I very much enjoyed the pics on your post.

 

[KinkyKat]

This is a very special day for all Americans, but especially for those of us who have had the honor of serving in our nation's armed forces or who have lost friends and loved ones who gave the ultimate sacrifice for the rest of us.

To all veterans or those who will spend this day remembering a special someone: Thank You for your service and sacrifice, and God Bless The USA.
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[Fly_On_Wall]

nothing our momorial day is in November

 

[Linedrive]

For most of us...we get a three day weekend
For them...they couldn't even get a fucking day off

For most of us...we'll drink beer and eat food from the grill
For them...they were happy with clean water & ate spam with a smile

For most of us...We'll sit in lawnchairs and talk with friends
For them...they'd sit in a foxhole and talk to their god

For most of us...We'll laugh with our kids and play badminton
For them...there was no laughing and it wasn't a game

For most of us...We hope we're not too hungover to see the sunrise
For them...they were happy every day they were alive to see the sun at all

For most of us...we complain about a fucking bill or an overdue book
For them...some didn't make it back to complain about anything


George Washington once had a quote that said something like, "The way that your veterans are treated today, will affect how the future generations view military service."

Anotherwords...treat you vets like shit and the military loses its appeal. I have never served one minute in the armed forces, but I have a hell of alot of respect for those who have. On this memorial day I will be thinking about the one's that died in service, defending what we are all about.

 

[BigDawg69]

Abaraham Lincoln once wrote a letter to Mrs Bixby who lost 5 sons on the field of battle. November 21, 1964:

Dear Madam,

I have been shown in the files of the war Department a statement of the Adjutant General of Massachusetts, that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle.

I feel how weak and fruitless must be any word of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save.

I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anquish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours, to have laid so costly a sacrafice upon the alter of freedom.

Yours, very sincerely and respectfully,
A. Lincoln

 

[HeavyStick]

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Citation:



For conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity at the risk of his life above and beyond the call of duty while serving as a platoon sergeant with Company G, in connection with combat operations against the enemy on the night of 11 March 1970. Under the leadership of G/Sgt. Kellogg, a small unit from Company G was evacuating a fallen comrade when the unit came under a heavy volume of small arms and automatic weapons fire from a numerically superior enemy force occupying well-concealed emplacements in the surrounding jungle. During the ensuing fierce engagement, an enemy soldier managed to maneuver through the dense foliage to a position near the marines, and hurled a hand grenade into their midst which glanced off the chest of G/Sgt. Kellogg. Quick to act, he forced the grenade into the mud in which he was standing, threw himself over the lethal weapon and absorbed the full effects of its detonation with his body, thereby preventing serious injury or possible death to several of his fellow marines. Although suffering multiple injuries to his chest and his right shoulder and arm, G/Sgt. Kellogg resolutely continued to direct the efforts of his men until all were able to maneuver to the relative safety of the company perimeter. By his heroic and decisive action in risking his life to save the lives of his comrades, G/Sgt. Kellogg reflected the highest credit upon himself and upheld the finest traditions of the Marine Corps and the U.S. Naval Service.

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[Chuckus]

This is a very special day for all Americans, but especially for those of us who have had the honor of serving in our nation's armed forces or who have lost friends and loved ones who gave the ultimate sacrifice for the rest of us.

To all veterans or those who will spend this day remembering a special someone: Thank You for your service and sacrifice, and God Bless The USA.
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My thoughts as well.

To all those who have lost someone serving our country and defending our country, they are not forgotten. To those who are and have served, Thanks for all you have done and will do protecting us and helping others.

 

[BigDawg69]

Gettysburg Address

Lincoln's great speech still rings true today. Only "this ground" he speaks of can be said for the shores of Normandy, the Islands of the South Pacific, the Mountains of Korea, the jungles of Vietnam, the sands of Iraq, and now the southern tip of Manhattan Island, any where brave American's have given that "last full measure of devotion."

November 19, 1863:

"Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth upon this continent, and new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. . . .

. . . But in a larger since, we cannot dedicate -- we cannot consecrate -- we cannot hallow -- this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that htese dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."

 

[Linedrive]

My great-uncle,

pfc Ignatius S. Konstanov
United States Army
101st Airborne, 56th PIR

Killed in action on 23 June 1944 near St. Mere-Eglise, France by small arms fire. Only 22 years old at the time, his body was returned to the US for burial.


You want to know how deep pain runs and the sacrifices a family made in his loss. To this day, his sister will cry if his name is brought up....58 years later.

 

[HeavyStick]

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*GORDON, GARY I.
Rank and organization: Master Sergeant, U.S. Army. Place and date: 3 October 1993, Mogadishu, Somalia. Entered service at: ----- Born: Lincoln, Maine. Citation: Master Sergeant Gordon, United States Army, distinguished himself by actions above and beyond the call of duty on 3 October 1993, while serving as Sniper Team Leader, United States Army Special Operations Command with Task Force Ranger in Mogadishu, Somalia. Master Sergeant Gordon's sniper team provided precision fires from the lead helicopter during an assault and at two helicopter crash sites, while subjected to intense automatic weapons and rocket propelled grenade fires. When Master Sergeant Gordon learned that ground forces were not immediately available to secure the second crash site, he and another sniper unhesitatingly volunteered to be inserted to protect the four critically wounded personnel, despite being well aware of the growing number of enemy personnel closing in on the site. After his third request to be inserted, Master Sergeant Gordon received permission to perform his volunteer mission. When debris and enemy ground fires at the site caused them to abort the first attempt, Master Sergeant Gordon was inserted one hundred meters south of the crash site. Equipped with only his sniper rifle and a pistol, Master Sergeant Gordon and his fellow sniper, while under intense small arms fire from the enemy, fought their way through a dense maze of shanties and shacks to reach the critically injured crew members. Master Sergeant Gordon immediately pulled the pilot and the other crew members from the aircraft, establishing a perimeter which placed him and his fellow sniper in the most vulnerable position. Master Sergeant Gordon used his long range rifle and side arm to kill an undetermined number of attackers until he depleted his ammunition. Master Sergeant Gordon then went back to the wreckage, recovering some of the crew's weapons and ammunition. Despite the fact that he was critically low on ammunition, he provided some of it to the dazed pilot and then radioed for help. Master Sergeant Gordon continued to travel the perimeter, protecting the downed crew. After his team member was fatally wounded and his own rifle ammunition exhausted, Master Sergeant Gordon returned to the wreckage, recovering a rifle with the last five rounds of ammunition and gave it to the pilot with the words, "good luck." Then, armed only with his pistol, Master Sergeant Gordon continued to fight until he was fatally wounded. His actions saved the pilot's life. Master Sergeant Gordon's extraordinary heroism and devotion to duty were in keeping with the highest standards of military service and reflect great credit upon him, his unit and the United States Army.

*SHUGHART, RANDALL D.

Rank and organization: Sergeant First Class, U.S. Army. Place and date: 3 October 1993, Mogadishu, Somalia. Entered service at: ----- Born: Newville, Pennsylvania. Citation: Sergeant First Class Shughart, United States Army, distinguished himself by actions above and beyond the call of duty on 3 October 1993, while serving as a Sniper Team Member, United States Army Special Operations Command with Task Force Ranger in Mogadishu, Somalia. Sergeant First Class Shughart provided precision sniper fires from the lead helicopter during an assault on a building and at two helicopter crash sites, while subjected to intense automatic weapons and rocket propelled grenade fires. While providing critical suppressive fires at the second crash site, Sergeant First Class Shughart and his team leader learned that ground forces were not immediately available to secure the site. Sergeant First Class Shughart and his team leader unhesitatingly volunteered to be inserted to protect the four critically wounded personnel, despite being well aware of the growing number of enemy personnel closing in on the site. After their third request to be inserted, Sergeant First Class Shughart and his team leader received permission to perform this volunteer mission. When debris and enemy ground fires at the site caused them to abort the first attempt, Sergeant First Class Shughart and his team leader were inserted one hundred meters south of the crash site. Equipped with only his sniper rifle and a pistol, Sergeant First Class Shughart and his team leader, while under intense small arms fire from the enemy, fought their way through a dense maze of shanties and shacks to reach the critically injured crew members. Sergeant First Class Shughart pulled the pilot and the other crew members from the aircraft, establishing a perimeter which placed him and his fellow sniper in the most vulnerable position. Sergeant First Class Shughart used his long range rifle and side arm to kill an undetermined number of attackers while traveling the perimeter, protecting the downed crew. Sergeant First Class Shughart continued his protective fire until he depleted his ammunition and was fatally wounded. His actions saved the pilot's life. Sergeant First Class Shughart's extraordinary heroism and devotion to duty were in keeping with the highest standards of military service and reflect great credit upon him, his unit and the United States Army.

 

[HeavyStick]

ONE BADASS MARINE

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LIEUTENANT GENERAL LEWIS B. PULLER, USMC

NAMESAKE OF USS LEWIS B. PULLER (FFG 23)

Lieutenant General Lewis B. "Chesty" Puller was a colorful veteran of the Korean War, four World War II campaigns, and expeditionary service in China, Nicaragua, and Haiti. He was the only Marine to win the Navy Cross five times for heroism and gallantry in combat.

A Marine officer and enlisted man for 37 years, General Puller served at sea or overseas for all but ten of those years, including a hitch as commander of the "Horse Marines" in China. Excluding medals from foreign governments, he won a total of 14 personal decorations in combat, plus a long list of campaign medals, unit citation ribbons and other awards. In addition to the Navy Crosses, the highest honor the Navy can bestow, he holds its Army equivalent, the Distinguished Service Cross.

Born 26 June 1898, at West Point, Virginia, the general attended Virginia Military Institute until enlisting in the Marine Corps in August 1918. He was appointed a Marine Reserve second lieutenant 16 June 1919, but due to force reductions after World War I, was placed on inactive duty ten days later. He rejoined the Marines as an enlisted man to serve with the Gendarmerie d'Haiti, a military force in that country under a treaty with the United States. Most of its officers were U. S. Marines, while its enlisted personnel were Haitians.

After almost five years in Haiti, where he saw frequent action against the Caco rebels, Puller returned in March 1924 to the United States. He was commissioned a Marine second lieutenant that same month, and during the next two years, served at the Marine Barracks, Norfolk, Virginia, completed the Basic School at Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and served with the 10th Marine Regiment at Quantico, Virginia.

In July of 1926, Puller embarked for a two-year tour of duty at the Marine Barracks, Pearl Harbor. Returning in June 1928, he served in San Diego, California, until he joined the Nicaraguan National Guard Detachment that December. After winning his first Navy Cross in Nicaragua, he returned to the United States in July 1931 to enter the Company Officers Course at the Army Infantry School, Fort Benning, Georgia. He completed the course in June 1932 and returned to Nicaragua the following month to begin the tour of duty that brought him a second Navy Cross.

In January 1933, Puller left Nicaragua for the United States. A month later he sailed from San Francisco to join the Marine Detachment of the American Legation at Peiping, China. There, in addition to other duties, he commanded the famed "Horse Marines." Without coming back to the United States, he began a tour of sea duty in USS AUGUSTA of the Asiatic Fleet. In June 1936 he returned to the United States to become an instructor in the Basic School at Philadelphia. He left there in May 1939 to serve another year as commander of the AUGUSTA's Marine Detachment, and from that cruiser, joined the 4th Marine Regiment at Shanghai, China, in May 1940.

After serving as a battalion executive and commanding officer with the 4th Marines, Puller sailed for the United States in August 1941. In September, he took command of the 1st Battalion, 7th Marines, 1st Marine Division, at Camp Lejeune. That Regiment was detached from the 1st Division in March 1942 and the following month, as part of the 3rd Marine Brigade, sailed for the Pacific theater. The 7th Regiment rejoined the 1st Marine Division in September 1942, and Puller, still commanding its 1st Battalion, went on to win his third Navy Cross at Guadalcanal.

The action that brought him that medal occurred on the night of October 24-25 1942. For a desperate three hours his battalion, stretched over a mile-long front, was the only defense between vital Henderson Airfield and a regiment of seasoned Japanese troops. In pouring jungle rain the Japanese smashed repeatedly at his thin line, as General Puller moved up and down its length to encourage his men and direct the defense. After reinforcements arrived, he commanded the augmented force until late the next afternoon. The defending Marines suffered less than 70 casualties in the engagement while 1400 of the enemy were killed and 17 truckloads of Japanese equipment were recovered by the Americans.

After Guadalcanal, Puller became executive officer of the 7th Marines. He was fighting in that capacity when he won his fourth Navy Cross at Cape Gloucester in January 1944. There, when the commanders of the two battalions were wounded, he took over their units and moved through heavy machine-gun and mortar fire to reorganize them for attack, then led them in taking a strongly fortified enemy position.

In February 1944, Puller took command of the 1st Marines at Cape Gloucester. After leading that regiment for the remainder of the campaign, he sailed with it for the Russell Islands in April 1944. He went on to command it at Peleliu in September and October 1944. He returned to the United States in November 1944, named executive officer of the Infantry Training Regiment at Camp Lejeune in January 1945, and took command of that regiment the next month.

In August 1946, Puller became Director of the 8th Marine Corps Reserve District, with headquarters at New Orleans, Louisiana. After that assignment, he commanded the Marine Barracks at Pearl Harbor until August 1950, when he arrived at Camp Pendleton, California, to re-establish and take command of the 1st Marines, the same regiment he had led at Cape Gloucester and Peleliu.

Landing with the 1st Marines at Inchon, Korea, in September 1950, he continued to head that regiment until January 1951, when he was promoted to brigadier general and named Assistant Commander of the 1st Marine Division. That May he returned to Camp Pendleton to command the newly reactivated 3rd Marine Division in January 1952. After that, he was assistant at division commander until he took over the Troop Training Unit, Pacific, at Coronado, California, that June. He was promoted to major general in September 1953, and in July 1954, assumed command of the 2nd Marine Division at Camp Lejeune. Despite his illness, he retained that command until February 1955, when he was appointed Deputy Camp Commander. He served in that capacity until August, when he entered the U. S. Naval Hospital at Camp Lejeune prior to retirement.

In 1966, General Puller requested to return to active duty to serve in Vietnam, but was turned down because of his age. He died 11 October 1971 in Hampton, Virginia, after a long illness. He was 73.

 

[HeavyStick]

For Memorial Day......

I'm gonna take time to remember the heroes of 9/11

Mt. Suribachi (Iwo Jima) of yesterday

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Twin Towers (Iwo Jima) of today


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and what has happened since

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[Kat-44]

This is a tribute to those that have and do serve us, and to remind us that not only do they sacrifice, but so do their families

Freedom Is Not Free

I watched the flag pass by one day.
It fluttered in the breeze
A young Marine saluted it, and then
He stood at ease.

I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd.

I thought, how many men like him
Had fallen through the years?
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many Pilots' planes shot down?
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No, freedom is not free.

I heard the sound of taps one night,
When everything was still.
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.

I wondered just how many times
That taps had meant"Amen"
When a flag had draped a coffin
Of a brother or a friend.

I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.

I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington

No, Freedom isn't free!!

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[SXCRgirl]

This Memorial Day is different from all the Memorial Days of past. We had recently just become a Marine family. My brother had officially become a Marine two weeks ago. I finally understood what his commitment and responsibility to the freedom of our nation means.

To all the men and women who proudly serve our nation, you have my utmost respect and admiration. To the families of these wonderful men and women, my hat is off to you for your support and unending sacrifice.

 

[HeavyStick]

"For those who fight for it,
Life has a flavor the protected will never know"

Author unknown..... found engraved on a C-rations case in Vietnam

 

[Ladybird]

In Australia our day to remember is in April, and is called Anzac Day.

Each state starts the day with a dawn service, where a wreath is laid at foot of a war memorial.

Then about 10.00am a parade goes thru the streets of each city. It is lead by army jeeps carrying old solders now unable to march. The crowd cheers them as they wave back.

Next come marchers from different batallions that have served during wartime.

Nurses also parade... they are honoured for all that they have done to help our men.

Then come the Vietnam veterans. The cheer goes to a roar, and flags are waved furiously by all. Many people, myself included, wipe away tears, as we watch the people who fought so hard in such a dirty war, and who look so much older than they should.
Again, nurses and suport staff march side by side the solders they helped.

For those at home who can't attend, the parade is televised.

Perhaps the best part of all, is that each year more and more people attend the dawn service and the march. And it's young people who are making up the numbers.

The Anzac spirit lives. Lest we forget.

 

[stargirl32]

nothing our momorial day is in November

my father was in the army ,, iam lucky that during the time he served there wasnt any major wars or *military actions* ,, so i still have him in my life ,,
even though our offical rememberance day isnt untill november ,, we should never forget that we are all family ,, in this day and age my brother could be an American ,, or my sister in law, in the services ,. we are one family , no matter where we live, what our colour or creed,,, so i remember all our fallen men , women and children,.. and sulute them


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[Vinny]

Gunny Kellog

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Gunny was my Sgt. Major in 3rd Marine Regiment. He was a great Marine and even top officers submitted to him. He was not only a great marine but a great Man and a Medal of Honor recipient. He greatly molded my career and was proud to serve under him.