Reflections on a Soldier

TraditionsFamilyandProperty ^ | December 12, 2003 | John Horvat

[fight_truth_decay]

This is something about a soldier that fascinates and attracts. I think it has to do with the soldier’s commitment and the fact that he puts his life on the line for a cause. Of course, not just any soldier fits the bill. It is the combat soldier that really attracts attention and sparks great interest.

As I got on the plane for a short commuter flight into Baltimore, I could not help but notice the man in the sandy camouflage uniform going down the aisle. I thought about how interesting it would be to talk to him since he might have been in Iraq.

No sooner had I sat down, when the Army soldier sat down in front of me. He was barely twenty-one, tall and lanky. His short haircut and wire-rimmed glasses fit with his military bearing. He was very serious and pensive.

I couldn’t resist. I just had to start a conversation. I felt that, politics aside, I had to encourage him and express my admiration for his sacrifice and sense of duty. However, before I could tap him on the shoulder, a middle aged man next to him beat me to it.

“We’re proud of you,” he said. “You’re doing a good job.” He let lose with a string of questions and I soon joined him from behind with a few questions of my own.

It turns out this soldier was indeed stationed in Iraq. He was home for a two-week furlough and was on his way back. He had fought in northern Iraq and now was engaged in the dangerous Sunni Triangle.

He was a simple soldier, very forthright and frank in his commentary. He was humble about his job and did not complain about his posting. He was doing his duty and that was what was important. He even said that he was anxious to get back to his unit since he was getting a little bored with the inaction at home.

As we were talking, I was impressed with how different this scene was from the Vietnam era. What I was witnessing was not hostility toward the military but an impressive outpouring of support from the passengers and crew. Something about his sacrifice touched those around him. Something about his pensive seriousness was strangely contagious.

As the stewardess came around handing out the peanuts for the short flight, she stopped by the young soldier and handing him all the peanuts she had left. “Here take these, that’s all I have to give you but you can eat them on the way there.” Later she came back and in a motherly fashion rubbed him on the shoulder wishing him good luck and telling him to come back safely.

He talked about his stay at home. The mayor of his town gave him a $150 certificate to spend in the area. Others had likewise been supportive. And through it all, he was so unassuming.

Perhaps what touched me the most about the conversation was how the trials of war had changed this young man. I perceived that not all was well at home and there were some family problems. However, in his trials his family became the most important thing in his life.

At one point, he said he looked at his mother and told her that he was sorry for all that bad things he had done when growing up.

When I heard this, I could not help but make the contrast. On my flight down to Florida, I sat next to a group of college students on their way down to the Caribbean. They were laughing and joking the whole way down in contrast to this soldier alone with his thoughts. The soldier had grown up and matured while the students were off to play. He had faced the reality of life and death. They were escaping to islands of fun and games. He found out what were the most important things in life – his faith and family. The students were living life for the moment.

As the short 36 minute flight touched down, the conversation ended. As we were getting up, the man next to the soldier slipped him a five dollar bill telling him to get himself a drink. When he tried to refuse, the man insisted and would not take no for an answer. Other passengers engaged him in conversation as he worked his way up the aisle.

As we left the plane, the crew mechanically wished us all happy holidays. However, when the soldier neared the door, the crew member broke all protocol and effusively exclaimed: “God bless you and may He be with you over there. Come back safely!”

In this vale of tears, there will always be suffering, evil and conflict. And for this reason there will always be soldiers. In face of the evils confronting society, there will always be those who must put their lives on the line. They make the supreme and sublime sacrifice so that others might live in peace. That is why we honor them.

While it is horrible to think that some will die, most will return changed. They will understand something of the tragedy of life and know how to value those things that are most important.

There were also passengers who did not like the soldier. To them, he represented a terrible reality that they would like to forget. While they dared not manifest themselves in the plane, they kept an uneasy glance over our way.

As I walked into the terminal, a passenger somewhat sourly remarked: “We sent boys to fight our wars.”

I could not help but respond: “Yes, and when they come back, they are men.”

[little jeremiah]

Thank you for posting such a touching and sincere article. Soldiering is a noble profession. Or it can be.

[JSteff]

How powerful and uplifting, thank you for posting this.

[AppauledAtAppeasementConservat]

- I could not help but respond: “Yes, and when they come back, they are men.” -

Amen! It's sad that there are so many people like the one that commented negativily about the war that have no dignity. They some how know enough to keep their mouths shut in front of our boys...I wonder why? LOL!

[half_nelson]

It really makes you put things into perspective. What did I do today? Nothing that compares to the sacrafices that these people make daily. It takes so much courage. I have nothing but the highest admiration for them all. Thanks for the post.

[Flora McDonald]

I hope all of our soldiers are treated with the same respect and gratitude that was shown this young man. They are America's best. God bless them all.

[LoudRepublicangirl]

Okay, I am wiping my tears away now as I am typing this.

[boxerblues]

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[armymarinemom]

I love this story. Something I have noticed about my own kids is that when they call home they always end with a resounding "I love you". We used to end our conversations with a quick "Love ya" that sounded a lot like an obligatory "see ya later".

[FlyLow]

As I walked into the terminal, a passenger somewhat sourly remarked: “We sent boys to fight our wars.

I could not help but respond: “Yes, and when they come back, they are men.”

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I agree...it happened to me in 1968-69 when I returned home from Vietnam. I did not want to associated with the "kids" I knew when I left. I just wanted to be around responsible citizens who had seen pain and had lived through it. I feel most of the soldiers we send off to war will find ways to live through it. (thank GOD)

[VOA]

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[Ragtime Cowgirl]

Thank you, ftd, boxer. Y

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...As we were getting up, the man next to the soldier slipped him a five dollar bill telling him to get himself a drink. When he tried to refuse, the man insisted and would not take no for an answer. Other passengers engaged him in conversation as he worked his way up the aisle.

As we left the plane, the crew mechanically wished us all happy holidays. However, when the soldier neared the door, the crew member broke all protocol and effusively exclaimed: “God bless you and may He be with you over there. Come back safely!”
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A Soldier on leave from Iraq is lovingly, respectfully, openly, generously welcomed by grateful fellow Americans.

Warning, blurry screen alert!!!

[baseballmom]

“God bless you and may He be with you over there. Come back safely!”

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[RottiBiz]

In this vale of tears, there will always be suffering, evil and conflict. And for this reason there will always be soldiers. In face of the evils confronting society, there will always be those who must put their lives on the line. They make the supreme and sublime sacrifice so that others might live in peace. That is why we honor them.

Hear! Hear!

Thank you for posting this beautiful article.

[RottiBiz]

Thanks for the ping, Ragtime Cowgirl.

This article touched me deeply.

[Valin]

You too? When I came back from Korea I discovered I was a different person and I kept asking myself what happened to my country? It wasn't the same place I left 13 months earlier.

Something I've noticed over the years is that vets seem to be able to work togeather better than non-vets. One of the most valuable Uncle Sam teaches is that you don't have to like someone to work with them.

[blackie]

A Soldier on leave from Iraq is lovingly, respectfully, openly, generously welcomed by grateful fellow Americans ~ Bump!

[ASOC]

Funny what being in the military will do for a body -- I recently took at class at work for managers on "workplace violence" The instructor (and I use that very loosely) had been doing OK until he made a point that you "had to watch out for veterans - they could very violent"

I would have said something - but - the other 92% of the class beat me to it.... pointing up vets are actually less prone to violence, better able to work together, share the understanding of working for something greater than self, etc. The class ended right there & HR got quite and earful about respect. BTW, that "instructor" had never served.

They had the class again this week - new instructor, new provider......

I guess the old saw is correct about only two kinds of people understand Marines.....

[Valin]

BTW, that "instructor" had never served.

I'm shock! But then I am easily shocked