This trend of “surprising” loved ones (read: shocking them to the point of incoherence) when servicemen/women return is becoming so public. Now there’s a whole reality show based on these types of setups.
Geezer, a LOT of folks in California are conservative, decent people who are supportive of the military. I think the libs are actually in the minority… loud obnoxious minority… but still the minority.
I suppose the difference with the dog-homecomings, and the little kid homecomings, is that their perception of time just isn’t there. You can tell a five year old “in a month” and a month might just as well be a year, or a day. No idea.
The other part is our awareness outside our personal experiences. Those who served have been coming home from the fight for over 200 years. We didn’t see it unless they were ours.
Now we do.
It’s a human story. I still remember seeing high school graduates well up at the satellite project images of their dads, or brothers, from Iraq, projected on the big screen back when my eldest kid graduated. It was new then. It’s common now.
They weren’t the only ones who teared up either.
I’m rambling. I guess it’s just a good thing I think, to remember the human cost, to respect and appreciate the service and how it affects real people, every day. I think we do that now in a way we couldn’t in 1954.
Dave, you know you get pie… Hopefully when you come up to celebrate the arrival of a certain someone who’s gonna be here soon.
BTW — I hugged a military mom this morning. Her son just left for the Marines. He graduated from high school a few weeks ago, has been very active in our church youth group. He is so decent. She’s proud but obviously concerned and is already missing him.
And every week during prayers for the church in Sunday worship, we pray for our military serving in Afghanistan and Iraq, for their families, and for peace.
We pray for our active military by name at Sunday mass. I’ve discovered that there are several families that have multiple persons on active duty – father/son, or brother/brother. Very significant.
I am not good at baking pie. But it might be fun to see Dave again!
I’ve been flying out of the little regional airport near me, near Fort Hood for a long time. These past years, hell, ten now, I’ve seen families in tears kissing someone they love goodbye, and families in tears welcoming someone they love back home.
I almost feel like I’m intruding. Touches my heart. Every time.
Dave my job is bringing me to Texas for an extended period of time. Cathy has most graciously offered to take me under her wings. I’ll be down there in a few weeks.
Good one, Dave.
Nice.
Sweet.
Wipes away a tear.
This trend of “surprising” loved ones (read: shocking them to the point of incoherence) when servicemen/women return is becoming so public. Now there’s a whole reality show based on these types of setups.
Sorry, Dave. I still think it’s a wonderful vid.
No, I kind of agree with you. The one a few years ago with dads and kids still tugs at me. And the dogs!!!
But there is a certain sensationalism creeping into it. Still, can’t help but be moved by things like this. I suppose that’s the point, isn’t it?
I certainly get emotional, cry every time.
The surprising thing is that they (and the audience) gave such a positive response to our military.
And this happened in California.
Saw this one yesterday… Yeppers. I cried.
Geezer, a LOT of folks in California are conservative, decent people who are supportive of the military. I think the libs are actually in the minority… loud obnoxious minority… but still the minority.
I suppose the difference with the dog-homecomings, and the little kid homecomings, is that their perception of time just isn’t there. You can tell a five year old “in a month” and a month might just as well be a year, or a day. No idea.
The other part is our awareness outside our personal experiences. Those who served have been coming home from the fight for over 200 years. We didn’t see it unless they were ours.
Now we do.
It’s a human story. I still remember seeing high school graduates well up at the satellite project images of their dads, or brothers, from Iraq, projected on the big screen back when my eldest kid graduated. It was new then. It’s common now.
They weren’t the only ones who teared up either.
I’m rambling. I guess it’s just a good thing I think, to remember the human cost, to respect and appreciate the service and how it affects real people, every day. I think we do that now in a way we couldn’t in 1954.
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Do I get pie for this?
Do I get pie for this?
Dave, you know you get pie… Hopefully when you come up to celebrate the arrival of a certain someone who’s gonna be here soon.
BTW — I hugged a military mom this morning. Her son just left for the Marines. He graduated from high school a few weeks ago, has been very active in our church youth group. He is so decent. She’s proud but obviously concerned and is already missing him.
And every week during prayers for the church in Sunday worship, we pray for our military serving in Afghanistan and Iraq, for their families, and for peace.
We pray for our active military by name at Sunday mass. I’ve discovered that there are several families that have multiple persons on active duty – father/son, or brother/brother. Very significant.
I am not good at baking pie. But it might be fun to see Dave again!
Pie will happen!!!
Hopefully when you come up to celebrate
*feels a jealous burn*
*burps*
Oh, wow, I feel better!
Okay, that wasn’t jealousy. Was just the beer.
Pie will happen!!!
*eyes narrow to slits…*
Just sent a message of thanks to the Dean.
What? Who’s coming here?
WHAT DON’T I KNOW, DAMMIT?
I’ve been flying out of the little regional airport near me, near Fort Hood for a long time. These past years, hell, ten now, I’ve seen families in tears kissing someone they love goodbye, and families in tears welcoming someone they love back home.
I almost feel like I’m intruding. Touches my heart. Every time.
IS KEVLARCHICK.. *cough, inside voice* comin here for a visit?
Just sent a message of thanks to the Dean.
Now THAT was a great idea.
Folks from my church go to DFW every week to meet the troops.
Gotta make phone calls to know the exact time they are coming in, but it’s so cool. I’ve not gone with the crew yet, but will… soon… very soon.
Dave my job is bringing me to Texas for an extended period of time. Cathy has most graciously offered to take me under her wings. I’ll be down there in a few weeks.
Really? REALLY?
SWEET!
The gold room is nice. The persimmon room is nice too.
Also the pecan pie is awesome!
They have nice dogs too. And a beer cave.
BEER CAVE!!!
POOL!!!
MATT DAMON!!!
…shirlena?
ZIPPOS!!!
TOGA TOGA TOGA
I even bought a Zippo.
It’s a good survival tool.
Just sayin’
Uh….
Never mind…
Heh…