October 19, 2009 By CJ
Posted in Military News, Patriotism, soldier of the week
When Sergeant First Class Gregory Stube volunteered to deploy to Afghanistan in 2006, the Special Forces trained medic was expected to fill a civil affairs role. When he was asked to serve as the medic for an upcoming mission, he knew he had no other choice than to help the 3rd Special Forces Group. It was a decision that would change the course of the rest of his life.
On Sept. 6, 2006, as Stube was en route to set up a triage area for Soldiers wounded during the five-day Operation Medusa in Kandahar, his vehicle was hit by a remotely detonated improvised explosive device. A one-pound piece of shrapnel penetrated his leg, traveling through his pelvis and abdomen.
Despite his injuries, the NCO continued to focus on accomplishing the mission and the welfare of his fellow Special Forces Soldiers, even crawling out of the burning wreckage to fire his weapon at the enemy. Also, because he remained conscious throughout the incident, he was able to guide his fellow Soldiers through the care he needed, a benefit of his medical training. Reflecting on the day, Stube said he was not heroic, simply focused on self-preservation.
After being airlifted to Germany and eventually flown to Brook Army Medical Center in San Antonio, Texas, Stube had a long road to recovery ahead of him. In the past three years, he has undergone 17 procedures and surgeries. As a result of the shrapnel injury, Stube suffered devastating internal injuries, in addition to third-degree burns on his lower back and legs.
Throughout his recovery, he has chosen to focus on his capabilities instead of disabilities. The Soldier could have medically retired from the Army, but chose to use his story to help others. Stube is committed to helping other wounded warriors and their families get the care and support that they need.
“I’ve been very well cared for, and so, now I have to occupy myself in any way I can to continue to support that system and make sure that Soldiers who are wounded behind me get the same kind of treatment that I did,” said Stube.
A native of Memphis, Tenn., Stube is currently assigned to the Special Operations Command Public Affairs Office at Fort Bragg, N.C., and lives in Cameron, N.C., with his wife Donna and their young son, Gregory Jr. The Purple Heart and Bronze Star Medal recipient has more than 21 years of service in the Army, and followed in the footsteps of his father, who served in the Navy during Vietnam.
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October 15, 2009 By Claire
Posted in Patriotism, Spouse and Family
This was sent to me by a wonderful lady and avid supporter of our troops and Veterans of all ages. I was deeply touched by this beautiful tribute that the author wrote — it is obviously heartfelt.
So, to every US Military Member, past, present and those preparing to serve, I give you my applause! You have earned a peace prize!
Noble approach to Nobel is to honor role of peacekeepers
Thomas L. Friedman
Columns
The Omaha World-Herald
EXCERPT
The Nobel committee didn’t do President Barack Obama any favors by prematurely awarding him its peace prize. As he himself acknowledged, he has not done anything yet on the scale that would normally merit such an award — and it dismays me that the most important prize in the world has been devalued in this way.
It is not the president’s fault, though, that the Europeans are so relieved at his style of leadership, in contrast to that of his predecessor, that they want to do all they can to validate and encourage it. I thought the president showed great grace in accepting the prize not for himself but “as an affirmation of American leadership on behalf of aspirations held by people in all nations.”
All that said, I hope Obama will take this instinct a step further when he travels to Oslo on Dec. 10 for the peace prize ceremony. Here is the speech I hope he will give:
“Let me begin by thanking the Nobel committee for awarding me this prize, the highest award to which any statesman can aspire. As I said on the day it was announced, ‘I do not feel that I deserve to be in the company of so many of the transformative figures who’ve been honored by this prize.’ Therefore, upon reflection, I cannot accept this award on my behalf at all.
“But I will accept it on behalf of the most important peacekeepers in the world for the last century — the men and women of the U.S. Army, Navy, Air Force and Marine Corps.
“I will accept this award on behalf of the American soldiers who landed on Omaha Beach on June 6, 1944, to liberate Europe from the grip of Nazi fascism. I will accept this award on behalf of the American soldiers and sailors who fought on the high seas and forlorn islands in the Pacific to free East Asia from Japanese tyranny in the Second World War.
“I will accept this award on behalf of the American airmen who in June 1948 broke the Soviet blockade of Berlin with an airlift of food and fuel so that West Berliners could continue to live free. I will accept this award on behalf of the tens of thousands of American soldiers who protected Europe from communist dictatorship throughout the 50 years of the Cold War.
“I will accept this award on behalf of the American soldiers who stand guard today at outposts in the mountains and deserts of Afghanistan to give that country, and particularly its women and girls, a chance to live a decent life free from the Taliban’s religious totalitarianism.
“I will accept this award on behalf of the American men and women who are still on patrol today in Iraq, helping to protect Baghdad’s fledgling government as it tries to organize the rarest of things in that country and that region — another free and fair election. READ MORE HERE
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September 23, 2009 By CJ
Posted in Life in the Military, Military News, Patriotism, Top Posts
Two weeks ago, Alabama lost one of its most decorated WWII combat veterans. This is the story Raymond Huling of Fyffe, Alabama, as told by his grandson-in-law, Shane Trotman. He was laid to rest in an honorable ceremony staffed by Soldiers of the 59th Ordinance Brigade of Redstone Arsenal.
Raymond was born in Decatur, Alabama on October 24, 1922. On September 20, 1942, at the age of nineteen, he married Martha Lea Wilson, the “girl next door” better known as Pat. Together, they planned to move and pursue his dream of becoming a professional baseball player.
In December, after only two months of marriage, Raymond received his call to duty to the United States Army. He was dispatched to the European Theatre of Operations in August of 1943 as a Private in the legendary 36th Infantry Division. Raymond was part of the invasion of Salerno, Italy on September 3, 1943. Only three weeks after the initial invasion, he learned of the arrival of his first child. However, Raymond was not to see his daughter until she was more than two years old (and we complain about 12 month deployments?!).
Raymond was in Company G, 141st Regiment of the 36th ID. On December 10, after only a few months of active combat, Raymond was wounded for the first time by a German mortar shell while attacking the town on San Pietro, Italy. He was subsequently hospitalized for six weeks in Tunis, North Africa. The injury consisted of only flesh wounds to the leg and arm and as soon as he recovered, he returned to combat. Raymond fought battles through Sicily, Italy, on to the North Africa, and then was sent to participate in the invasion of Southern France; eventually helping to liberate Paris. As the war went on, Raymond was promoted from Private to Buck Sergeant, to Staff Sergeant, and then to Technical Sergeant (or Platoon Sergeant). After his promotion to TSgt, Raymond was captured by the Germans in an incident that can only be viewed as miraculous. The following is his firsthand account of the incident:
“I was with two scouts, out ahead of our advancing platoon, when we walked through a cut in the road, right into a German ambush. The Germans had the advantage of an elevated position, and they all had their rifles trained on the three of us. They captured us without firing a shot and took us to a nearby German camp to interrogate us. The two scouts, Joe Spera and Spephen Vass, were questioned first and Joe was soon persuaded to answer most of the Germans’ questions. When I refused to answer any of the questions other than name, rank, and serial number, the interrogating German officer asked me in perfect English ‘Do you #*#* Americans really think that you will win the war’? I answered ‘I don’t know if we will or not, but losing me won’t make much difference on way or another.’ This made him mad and he hit me in the face, knocking me down. Throughout the rest of the war, whenever we captured prisoners, I watched for that officer but never saw him again.
“I was starting to get desperate because I knew that, when the Germans had gotten all the information that they could, we would all three be sent to Germany to a prison camp. That night, I finally got the opportunity that I had been waiting for. The one armed guard that the officer had appointed to guard us decided to smoke one of the Chesterfield cigarettes that the Germans had taken from us. When he lit up, I hit him as hard as I could and knocked him out cold. Then I screamed for the other two to run and I ran all-out toward the edge of camp. The German officer ran outside, chasing me while spraying machine-gun bullets all around me! I could hear the bullets hitting around me as I made it over an embankment into the cover of some bushes. They filled the bushes with bullets but I didn’t get hit a single time. When I broke and ran, Spera and Vass just froze, and they remained prisoners. I made it back to my platoon before that night was over and found out that I had already been reported as missing in action. A few weeks later, Spera managed to escape and rejoin our platoon, but Vass was transferred to a German prison camp…we never heard from him again.”
Eventually, Raymond was wounded a second time by shrapnel. While Raymond was being patched up, he allowed a rifleman from his platoon to use his pass to go to town and get a break from the front lines. When the rifleman returned, he had purchased Raymond a 21-jewel GI Swiss wristwatch. Raymond returned to combat, and he let Spera, his friend with whom he had briefly been a POW, wear the wristwatch. As the war went on, Spera was fatally wounded in another battle. A German mortar hit close by, and a piece of shrapnel caught Spera in the throat, slicing his jugular vein. He was trying to tell Raymond something as he died but Raymond could not understand him. The watch stayed on Spera’s wrist; Raymond could not bear to get it back.
During the war, Raymond was part of two beach invasions: one in Italy and one in France. On the way to the southern France invasion, Raymond was assigned to the flagship leading a convoy of ships. The Secretary of the Navy, Forestall, was also on the flagship. During this voyage off the coast of Corsica, Italy, the convoy encountered a German submarine. A British destroyer, which was escorting the convoy, eliminated the submarine. Raymond could feel his ship shaking as the submarine was destroyed.
During the beach invasions, the Soldiers would leave their ship in CPT boats (18 Soldiers per boat), run as close to the beach as possible, drop the gate on the boat, and advance against enemy fire. This was often at the cost of heavy casualties, with some men not even making it to the beach. After a “hot landing” under heavy fire in Southern France, Raymond’s platoon secured their primary target, a set of German anti-aircraft guns located in a concrete bunker on a high bluff, and captured 11 German prisoners. During this incident, the commanding German officer surrendered first. Raymond tried to use what little German language skills that he had learned to warn the officer to tell his comrades to come out and surrender. The German officer then spoke English, attempting to convince the Americans that no other survivors were present. However, after Raymond threatened to throw hand grenades into the concrete bunkers, the German major called for the other German Soldiers to come out and surrender.
Raymond shared a tragedy with me that happened during that battle. As the Soldiers were approaching the concrete bunkers, Rifleman Walsh stepped on a land mine, blowing his leg completely off just above his boot. Raymond immediately jumped up to run through the mind field to Walsh, but Walsh levered his weapon and aimed it right at Raymond. He refused to let Raymond risk coming through the mine field to rescue him. Raymond hesitated, then went anyway; going slowly and carefully to keep from getting blown up himself. They got Walsh out of there, but Raymond never heard whether he survived or not.
Raymond was in active combat for twenty-two months. During this period, his longest battle was 126 days of continuous combat. He received his third and final injury from a German 120mm mortar. During a battle in France, he was pinned in a foxhole with two other Soldiers, and they could hear the mortars getting closer as the Germans were trying to zero in on them. The Germans finally hit their target. Raymond was rescued, still in his foxhole shot all to pieces with the other two men dead. His right leg was blown almost completely apart at his knee, his left leg had caught shrapnel in the thigh, his lungs were punctured, and much of the muscle was blown off from his left arm.
Raymond was carried away on a stretcher in a Jeep to a field hospital, and the moved to the 23rd General Hospital in France. At this time, his surviving comrades thought him to be dead. However, by the grace of God, he somehow survived and succeeded in his fight with doctors to keep his leg after gangrene had set in (his knee was removed and his leg sown back on a few inches shorter than his other one). Major Godfrey, an ex football coach and team physician for the Buffalo Bills, was the initial surgeon for Raymond in France. His prescription consisted of a shot of penicillin and a “shot” of whiskey every two hours. Raymond arrived back at Mitchell Field in New York in a full body cast.
Raymond is one of the most highly decorated veterans in Alabama, receiving most of the honors possible to him other than the Medal of Honor. In fact, a picture of him receiving the Silver Star remains at the state capital in Montgomery. As a result of his military experiences, Raymond was awarded:
• 3 Purple Hearts
• 4 Combat Stars
• One Silver Star
• One Bronze Star
• The Presidential Unit Situation Bar (outstanding battle in combat, awarded by President Harry Truman to the whole platoon)
• Efficiency Honor Fidelity Medal
• European/African/Middle Eastern Campaign Medals
• American Campaign Medal
While looking through papers and memorabilia from the war, his grandson was fascinated to find a document listing the events that lead to Raymond’s award of the Silver Star. The top of the document was headed “RESTRICTED”. The following is the account in the document of the events:
Under the provisions of Army Regulations 600-45, the following individual is awarded a Silver Star for gallantry in action.
Raymond L. Huling, [Service number], Staff Sergeant, Company G, 141st Infantry Regiment, for gallantry in action on 11 June 1944 in Italy. Moving forward in front of his platoon when its attack was stopped by heavy small arms fire, Sergeant Huling, a squad leader, led his men in a renewal of the assault. Encouraging them by his daring disregard of the enemy fire, he directed a furious onslaught against the hostile forces and drove them out of their position. Sergeant Huling personally accounted for two enemy snipers who had attempted to pick off his automatic rifle team. He skillfully deployed his fire power in the most strategic positions, and undertook to fill in a gap in the lines created by the withdrawal of other troops because of the severity of the fighting.
Entering the service from Bridgeport, Alabama.
In 1945, four months after his injury, Raymond was finally united with his wife and two-year-old daughter at Northington General Hospital in Tuscaloosa, Alabama. Pat was always fond of telling this incident, and she even recorded it before she passed away:
“His daughter, Nancy Carolyn, was two years old before he ever got to see her. She came with me to finally get to see him at Northington General Hospital in Tuscaloosa, Alabama. She looked at him and said ‘you’re not my daddy; my daddy is a Soldier boy.’ We like to have cracked up then as they both tried to stare each other down. She had carried a picture of him in uniform around so long that she didn’t know him in PJs.”
After several additional operations, Raymond was eventually transferred to Oliver General Hospital in Augusta, Georgia for a series of bone grafts on his right leg. It was there that his wife, Pat, gave birth to their second daughter, Ina Beatrice on November 20, 1946. On August 20, 1947, Raymond was finally well enough to be discharged to come home.
Raymond recovered from his war injuries to the extent that he could live a fairly normal life although his right leg had no knee and was shorter than the left one. He lived in Bridgeport, Alabama with his family. After being dismissed from the hospital, Raymond was notified by the Veterans Administration that he would only receive a temporary 40% disability pension until they received all of his records. Unable to get a job, Raymond started trapping for furs on the Tennessee River. About a week before Christmas 1947, Raymond had trapped 67 muskrats and 4 mink furs, which he sold to a local dealer for nearly three hundred dollars. This provided the girls with a good Christmas. On Labor Day, September 6, 1948, Raymond and Pat were blessed with their third daughter, Sharon Elizabeth. Finally, in March, 1949, Raymond received a letter saying that his records on file showed that he was considered disabled to a degree of 80%. In March 1950, Raymond went to work for the Tennessee Valley Authority, where he enjoyed a thirty-four year career until his eventual retirement.
Raymond told his grandson that a few years ago, he was attending a veterans’ reunion in Montgomery, Alabama when a gentleman approached him and asked his name. The man had been the platoon sergeant for the 3rd Platoon, Company G while Raymond had command of the 2nd Platoon. He then told Raymond, “I saw your name on the roster and had to see if it was really you. I didn’t think it could be…you are the walking dead. I was there when we pulled you out of the foxhole, and I saw you dying.” As Raymond shared this incident with me, he seemed to really grasp and appreciate the extent to which his survival had been miraculous.
Raymond then showed his grandson what was the most fascinating bit of memorabilia from WWII he had ever seen. After opening a chest containing guns, official papers, and articles from the war, Raymond showed him “the flag.” It was a large Nazi flag with a large gash cut through the middle, along with the autographs of the thirty-six members of his platoon written on the flag. Raymond explained, saying that, as his division was advancing through Italy they “had the Germans on the run.” As the Germans retreated from the town of Naples, Italy, one of his men went to the second story of a building and, using his bayonet through a window, removed the flag from the building, cutting it in the process. The Soldier gave the flag to Raymond and he decided to get all of the men to autograph it. Getting only one or two signatures at a time, it took Raymond about two months to get all of the autographs on the German flag. He then sent it home to the states. Raymond’s father-in-law was a postman, and during the rest of the war, various Post Offices took turns displaying the flag. Although more than sixty years had passed, Raymond would look at the names on the flag and say, “this was John Hickman; he was killed by a sniper. This was Henry; he was killed by a land min. This was Claude Splawn; he was killed y an artillery shell.” Raymond’s grandson realized then that the war would never really leave the veterans who gave so much to their country, but it will be a part of them as long as they live.
As Shane sat in a dim living room discussing the war with Raymond, he wondered how much of his time was spent at his home in Fyffe, Alabama, and how much is spent at another place; a place on distant shores where men are really men; living, fighting, laughing, crying, and dying together for the noble cause of freedom. He wondered if the sounds of tanks, machine guns, and that fateful artillery shell fill Raymond’s memories during times alone. Many of us will experience a time when we realize that our time and purpose on Earth is coming to a close. However, very few people will ever look back on the experiences that Raymond endured. He believes that Raymond found comfort in the knowledge that his courage and perseverance did not fail him when he needed it the most. He can also rest in the assurance that God surely protected and delivered him for a reason; Raymond’s purpose on Earth was not yet finished.
Raymond lived with his wife Pat in Fyffe, Alabama until 1997, when God called Pat home. He was an active member of Corinth Baptist church. On 9/11/2009, fittingly the anniversary of the date when our nation sacrificed so much, God called Raymond home. He will be loved and missed by many, and owed a debt of gratitude by all.
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September 21, 2009 By CJ
Posted in Charities/Contests, Patriotism
I’ve recently had the pleasure of getting to know a great American patriot by the name of George Samek. George is a Vietnam Veteran. He recently had the idea of raising a few dollars to purchase a few laptops for wounded troops. The project evolved into something even beyond what he thought it would become. Not long after starting the project, he had enough money to purchase more than 25 laptops.
Instead of just shipping off the laptops to the abyss of the postal service, Samek got together a band of patriotic misfits to deliver them in person on September 11, 2009. Hear this great warrior talk about this experience from WECT:
And not only is his idea gaining recognition here, it’s going international. The Canada Free Press recently the Laptops for Wounded Warriors program.
For some of America’s wounded warriors who have risked all in the defence of freedom, the recovery may be swift. For others who have lost precious limbs or endured near death burns at the hands of terrorists and insurgents in Iraq and Afghanistan, their challenging recovery may span months, to years, to a lifetime. The donated laptops serve not only as a window to the world but will also enable America’s wounded warriors to do something most take for granted—and that is to be able to say “goodnight” to their loved ones and keep in close touch with their families who often live in different states.
After contacting Walter Reed, Samek learned that laptops are the one item that the wounded warriors really wanted and truly needed and he began seeking donations to fulfill this need. As a veteran, his heart lies with America’s armed forces and for years he has been apart of the troop support organization, The Gathering of Eagles. “As a simple old soldier I wish to say thanks to each of you for joining in to make this happen,” Samek said, “I work for smiles from my military and those smiles become a good reason for them to know they know we care and they are not alone.”
The mighty band of patriots at Walter Reed included Captain Larry Bailey, Chairman of The Gathering of Eagles. Among the remarkable special mothers who attended, were Gold Star Mother, Muriel Pederson whose son, Sgt Ken Pederson USMC was killed in action in Vietnam and Gold Star Mother, Debbie Lee whose son, Marc Alan Lee, US Navy was the first Navy SEAL killed in Iraq.
To donate to this most worthy endeavor please contact samek.george@gmail.com or send your donation to:
Gathering of Eagles/George Samek
1105 Copas Road
Shallotte, NC 28470
Among those who have donated laptops were Band of Brother and currently deployed fellow soldier Chad Longell, The Band of Mothers, Electric Motor and Contracting in Chesapeake Virginia, and Muriel Pederson, Gold Star Mother. A special thanks to the efforts of GOE Chairman Capt Larry Bailey, the Concerned Citizens of Chocowinity North Carolina (donated 14 laptops) and Best Buy, North Carolina. Donations were also received from many other troop supporters across America and Canada.
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September 18, 2009 By Troy
Posted in Life in the Military, Military History, Patriotism, Wall of Honor, Why We Serve
Friday, Sept.18, 2009 is National POW/MIA Recognition Day. The United States’ National POW/MIA Recognition Day is observed across the nation on the third Friday of September each year. Many Americans take the time to remember those who were prisoners of war (POW) and those who are missing in action (MIA), as well as their families.
The President is expected to issue a proclamation commemorating the observances and reminding the nation of those Americans who have sacrificed so much for their country.
Observances of National POW/MIA Recognition Day are held across the country on military installations, ships at sea, state capitols, schools and veterans’ facilities. This observance is one of six days throughout the year that Congress has mandated the flying of the National League of Families’ POW/MIA flag. The others are Armed Forces Day, Memorial Day, Flag Day, Independence Day and Veterans Day. The flag is to be flown at major military installations, national cemeteries, all post offices, VA medical facilities, the World War II Memorial, Korean War Veterans Memorial, the Vietnam Veterans Memorial, the official offices of the secretaries of state, defense and veterans affairs, the director of the selective service system and the White House.
What do people do?
Many Americans across the United States pause to remember the sacrifices and service of those who were prisoners of war (POW), as well as those who are missing in action (MIA), and their families. All military installations fly the National League of Families’ POW/MIA flag, which symbolizes the nation’s remembrance of those who were imprisoned while serving in conflicts and those who remain missing.
Veteran rallies take place in many states, such as Wisconsin, in the United States on National POW/MIA Recognition Day. United States flags and POW/MIA flags are flown on this day and joint prayers are made for POWs and those missing in action. National POW/MIA Recognition Day posters are also displayed at college or university campuses and public buildings to promote the day. Remembrance ceremonies and other events to observe the day are also held in places such as the Pentagon, war memorials and museums.
Background
There are 1,741 American personnel listed by the Defense Department’s POW/MIA Office as missing and unaccounted for from the Vietnam War, as of April 2009. The number of United States personnel accounted for since the end of the Vietnam War in 1975 is 841. About 90 percent of the 1,741 people still missing were lost in Vietnam or areas of Laos and Cambodia under Vietnam’s wartime control, according to the National League of Families website (cited in the United States Army website).
The United States Congress passed a resolution authorizing National POW/MIA Recognition Day to be observed on July 18, 1979. It was observed on the same date in 1980 and was held on July 17 in 1981 and 1982. It was then observed on April 9 in 1983 and July 20 in 1984. The event was observed on July 19 in 1985, and then from 1986 onwards the date moved to the third Friday of September. The United States president each year proclaims National POW/MIA Recognition Day. Many states in the USA also proclaim POW/MIA Recognition Day together with the national effort.
Symbols
The National League of Families’ POW/MIA flag symbolizes the United States’ resolve to never forget POWs or those who served their country in conflicts and are still missing. Newt Heisley designed the flag. The flag’s design features a silhouette of a young man, which is based on Mr Heisley’s son, who was medically discharged from the military. As Mr Heisley looked at his returning son’s gaunt features, he imagined what life was for those behind barbed wire fences on foreign shores. He then sketched the profile of his son as the new flag’s design was created in his mind.
Mr. Heisley with the flag
The flag features a white disk bearing in black silhouette a man’s bust, a watch tower with a guard on patrol, and a strand of barbed wire. White letters “POW” and “MIA”, with a white five-pointed star in between, are typed above the disk. Below the disk is a black and white wreath above the motto “You Are Not Forgotten” written in white, capital letters.
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