Couldn’t happen to a better group.....:o)
I remember coming home thru Travis AFB in 1974 having to change my uniform before I was allowed off the base to go back home on leave. I felt like I was a convict.
Then in 91 when returning from Desert Storm......A 180 in reception from folks here in the USA. I was hugged and greeted by thousands in Bangor Maine, Philly Airport, Denver and Albuquerque....... I cried. Feeling was unbelievable ......I cried for all those men and women before me and with me that have more pride and self worth than anyone I know.
And now this nation is trying to elect as president those who enjoyed treating vets that way then and now.......
Stay safe and I am so jealous of your day in the sun with all those students my friend !
Too cool !
The university musical director at our local junior college proudly tells the story of his overseas days when he and his fellow students stood on highway overpasses and threw rocks at troops on the observation platforms of troop trains en route to and from the SF Presidio.
I told him that on the train I took there, the old SF NCO in charge of us took all the armed document couriers and stationed us on the platforms to open up with our .45s if anyone threw rocks at us from the overpasses. When I happily informed the good sergeant that I had a takedown Winchester M1897 riot gun and buckshot anno in my duffel bag, he beamed and said he knew he could depend on an old 10th Group treadhead gunner. Sadly, we never got to let off a round.
When I added that interesting tidbit to the university weenies story, I thought he was going to wet himself. He knows me well enough to know that I would have fired and probably would have hit him.