Hello troopages, I thought this article in the NY Times might be of interest.
Its December first... And they are off! Hardcore shoppers, women who don their hideous Christmas sweaters and cardigans, with rudolphs frolicking and snowmen galore are out looking
for THAT PERFECT GIFT. Come hell or Walmart suffering a blackout.
I have made my list and you are all on the Nice list this year. Don't push it!
But seriously, I have made my list and all are thoughtful gifts for the people I love.
I bought a camo bandana that I keep by my computer, it keeps me constantly reminded of you, people doing hard work in a non friendly place. I send out prayers and demands as always and look forward to seeing everyone come home.
But it is an adventure, too. I am not saying it is a guided tour of Thailands temples complete with monkeys trying to steal your wallets, just that its an experience that you will tell your grandchildren about.
I remember my Dad and the bits and pieces he told us about the Korean War. They live with me forever and I can tell my kids that their grandfather opted for the Army instead of jail a long time ago and was a corporal radio man.
Stories. More stories.
I hope someone will bring me back some sand. Anyone?
12/1/09
In the military, Strain Meets Resolve
Posted by Rose at 10:27 PM
Labels: christmas, Korean War, stories
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