My name is Cameron. I am a musician, a writer, a singer, and a member of the band Bless Our Demise. My stories are mainly sad because I believe in expressing my emotions through stories...and songs.
Twilight's teacher makes the class do an essay on whatever seeks their interest. Twilight heard about the traveling Vietnam wall coming to the local Veteran's museum so she decides to do a report on that.
Inspired by a true event.
In loving memory to Gary A. Dieu and all those who served and died in Vietnam.
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What I felt during my time at the wall, I can't describe in perfect words. Only these ones: my heart hurt and still does from thinking about it.
The Wall came to the town where I used to live, West Plains, Missouri, some years ago. I lived within walking distance, so, given that I know that I'll (likely) never get to go to D.C. to see the original, I went down to see it.
It was the single most moving experience in my entire life, then or now. The Wall is a beautiful, magnificent thing, singularly moving and wondrous.
And, since I had family members who served in 'Nam, and who died there in the service of our country, I went looking for them. I found them, and, as was permitted, made a rubbing of them. I then laid my hand on the names of those brave men and whispered "Thank you".
I left and went home with tears in my eyes, but with pride in my heart as an American.
Honestly, though, those cousins whose names were on the Wall aren't the only members of our family who have made the Ultimate Sacrifice in the service of our country and our allies. Back in World War II, I had some cousins on my late mom's side of the family who were in the US Navy and who were stationed aboard the USS Arizona when Pearl Harbor was attacked by the Japanese Navy on Sunday, December 7, 1941.
From what we know in the family history, they were still down in one of the lower decks of the ship when she was hit, and they never made it out. The Navy were also never able to recover their bodies, so the Arizona is their final resting place to this day.
We, their family members, are proud of both that, and of their valiant service, to this day.
4810454 I understand how you feel. My, my. Pearl harbor? I'm going there for my 16th birthday. Your family's bloodline has honored this country. God bless them all.
4812212 Thank you.
Yep. Although I think between both sides of the family (my late mom's and my late dad's), family members served in all the Theaters of WWII. (Heck, on my late maternal grandmother's side, we're of German descent! And the Miller (formerly Muller) side of the family served with distinction in the European Theater.)
Really? That is way past cool! Have fun while you're there!
And yes, they have, which is why we non-military members are so proud of that.
And thank you.
don't know much about my family from late forties through late sixties except that my relatives that were in the service just missed Vietnam due to age/college but however the later stuff that happened near the collapse of the USSR i am well versed in with my grandpa being on the white house guard for Pres. Reagan and my uncle serving in Bosnia and helping the farmers there as well as him leading troops in Desert Storm.
But I give a salute to all those who gave the ultimate sacrifice in Vietnam as well as the troops that had to endure the civilians on returning state side
My great grandfather served in ww2 but not Vietnam... because Russians didn't fight there anyways his position was the commander of a KV-1 division. He also fought in Berlin. For his bravery he was allowed to keep his KV-1
Know/knew (long personal story) a few guys who were in Nam, but their feeling about it don't really reflect what written here. Then ANZAC's don't fight wars with all that feelings and this was one they were mixed on.
No hurt feelings intended.