I for one, love the Army. My son is an officer in the Army (headed for Baghdad). He was in the USMC, but decided he wanted to try a different leadership role. He is a company commander. He had one of his troops die of a massive heart attack yesterday. He had to notify the family. He is only 26 years old. He loves the Army.
My dad was in the Navy. He was in WWII. He loved the Navy. He was a gunner's mate on a destroyer. He was injured during an Japanese Zero attack. The days on his calendar included Dec 7th, 1941 (and you had better damn well mention it if you were over at his house).
My uncle was in the Navy. He was in WWII. He loved the Navy. He jumped off the U.S.S. Hornet and the U.S.S. Wasp just before they sank. He retired a CPO.
My brother was in the Marines. He was in Vietnam. He loves the Marines. He flew over 2,100 (you read it right) USMC Recon missions out of Rocket City from 1966 - 1969. His Heuy was shot down three times, he has 3 DFC, 3PH, 3BS and a buttload of other medals. He retired a Lt. Col.
My other son is in the Air Force. He was in Iraqi Freedom. He personally pumped over TWO MILLION gallons of jet fuel from trucks into our fighters, bombers, cargo, and other various aircraft from different locations inside the theatre. He loves the Air Force. He was personally awarded by General Tommy Franks during the war.
I was in the Air Force.
We never fight about the best branch, except when my USMC brother comes over and starts talkin' shit.
All of us would gladly do it again if we had to.
And at the rate things are going - we may.
don't put words into my mouth. ...
What's the basis for your hatred of the army by the way?
Heal thyself