Evidently, the pResident has a bad case of “Can’t Remember Shit”. Maybe he should view the video below to refresh his memory….
Medal of Honor
Older Than Our Nation – The Marines
Today is a red letter day for Marines all over the world. It is the Birthday of the Corps. 234 years ago, on 10 November 1775, the Continental Congress formed the Marines. It is also the Birthday of Medal of Honor Recipient, Jason Dunham.
On April 14, 2004, 3 days after Easter Sunday, Corporal Dunham was manning a checkpoint in Karabilah, Iraq, when an insurgent leapt from his car and began choking Corporal Dunham. A scuffle ensued as two Marines approached to help. Reportedly, the last words from Corporal Dunham were, “No, No. Watch his hand.” Suddenly, the insurgent dropped a grenade. Corporal Dunham took off his Kevlar helmet, dropped to the ground, and covered the explosive as best he could.
The blast seriously wounded all 3 Marines. Eight days later, Corporal Jason L. Dunham died at Bethesda Naval Hospital from wounds he received in the incident. He was 22.
Upholding the finest traditions of the Marines, Corporal Dunham made the ultimate sacrifice, and in doing so saved the lives of his fellow Marines. Due to his actions on that fateful day, Corporal Dunham has been awarded the Medal of Honor.
Honor Him
“Is Rome worth one good man’s life?
We believed it once. Make us believe it again.
He was a soldier of Rome.
Honor him.”
- Lucilla, Gladiator
Petty Officer 2nd Class Michael A. Monsoor
KIA September 29th, 2006, Ramadi, Iraq. Awarded the Medal of Honor, posthumously.
“For conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity at the risk of his life above and beyond the call of duty…”
Medal of Honor
I really wanted to write an article about Army 1st Sgt Jared Monti, but Daniel Russ over at Civilian Military Intelligence Group says it better.
It is to bad that, as a country, we see fit only to honor men like this after they are dead.
Rest in Peace 1st Sgt. and Thank You for Your Service.
Miss Me …and Remember
“When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.
Why cry for a soul that’ set free?
Miss me a little, but not for long
And not with you head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared.
Miss me, and let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take
And each must go alone,
It’s all a part of the Master’s plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to the friend we know.
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss me, and let me go.”
Ed Freeman – Medal of Honor Recipent
You’re a 19 year old kid. You’re critically wounded, and dying in the jungle in the Ia Drang Valley , 11-14-1965, LZ X-ray, Vietnam . Your infantry unit is outnumbered 8 – 1, and the enemy fire is so intense, from 100 or 200 yards away, that your own Infantry Commander has ordered the MediVac helicopters to stop coming in.
You’re lying there, listening to the enemy machine guns, and you know you’re not getting out. Your family is 1/2 way around the world, 12,000 miles away, and you’ll never see them again. As the world starts to fade in and out, you know this is the day.
Then, over the machine gun noise, you faintly hear that sound of a helicopter, and you look up to see an un-armed Huey, but it doesn’t seem real, because no Medi-Vac markings are on it.
Ed Freeman is coming for you. He’s not Medi-Vac, so it’s not his job, but he’s flying his Huey down into the machine gun fire, after the Medi-Vacs were ordered not to come.
He’s coming anyway.
And he drops it in, and sits there in the machine gun fire, as they load 2 or 3 of you on board.
Then he flies you up and out through the gunfire, to the Doctors and Nurses.
And, he kept coming back…. 13 more times….. And took about 30 of you and your buddies out, who would never have gotten out.
Medal of Honor Recipient , Ed Freeman , died last Wednesday at the age of 80, in Boise , ID
Bless you, Ed Freeman. Thank You for your Service.
