first how many vets of Iraq and Afghanistan need that kind of healing. then my uncle served in Pli Que class of 67. thank you this was very far long overdue
Im a swedish grandpa i was sent there by orders i of course had my share of Suffer but. My american comrades i pray by all gods actually found ”A” home
I came home in April 1969. There were no parades. There were no "thank-you's except my thanks to the taxi driver that got me home from the airport. But that's okay. I got over it until I heard this song. I am finally welcomed home. A catharsis effect has happened to me that is indescribable. Thank you for your beautiful song.
Understanding war. Read: “Pawns in the Game”. By William Guy Carr. Dauphin publications. Understanding treachery and grooming are important to understanding government.
I came home from the Army in 1973 thinking that I would be swamped with job offers but to my surprise I found that most places did not want veterans, citing too many drug and alcohol problems. I recall going to a Marathon Refinery on a day they were supposed to be taking applications and soon realized that only relatives of current employees need apply. Unions were especially bad about allowing only friends and relatives to join. I got a job digging ditches at $3.50 an hour while non-veterans got some really great jobs.
That went on for years too. I was ordinance on the F/4s. Basically a bomb loader. Ya outa seen the look at the state employment service when the guy ask me what I did in the Air Force. Not much civilian application huh? Didn’t really get a decent job until I was 35 and no longer put veteran on my job applications.
I served in Vietnam from early June of 1969 to mid August of 1970. I never received a welcome home until the Desert Storm guys came home. I am so proud of those guys and they paved the way for us RVN Veteran's when people finally realized that we didn't receive a welcome home.
@@halfbreedchuck3311 The women that served in Vietnam are among the greatest hero’s of all. Not just the threats of danger but their daily duty’s. I visited a friend that was hurt. When I walked out of that hospital I vomited, and cried. Christ. I had pretty safe duty but easily I could have been in a bed there too. Those nurses were the greatest woman on earth.
Just as God is not of, or in, the realms of time, space, or matter, the same applies to heaven. It's a matter of faith. BTW - It's also a song. Similarly, do tiny little bluebirds fly beyond (over) the rainbow? There's no tangible evidence of that, is there?
@@JamesRFlynn Now you're just making shit up, how do you know any of this?,....you don't,....unless you can provide evidence that is......waiting....and faith is the excuse people give when they don't have a good reason to believe something; if it were true, then they wouldn't need faith. PS, your opening salvo is straight from the William lane Craig et al verse of nonsense;...''the sleep of reason brings on NONSENSE''. Hitchens.
Hey Kevin I told my husband when you were there he was in A com. 2nd of the 501st. He wanted me to ask you where you were from. You all are my heroes and I hope you have some peace and you are loved. Thank you for responding
Makes me cry because when I came home it was not the place I left, people hated me and I never thought I would dread being home but I did, even in my home town.
Actually we were trying to stop communist aggression toward the south vietnamese people at least thats what we were told . We didnt give up or quit . The U.S. gov dumped on us because the American polulation put enough pressure on the gov to cut n run . Most troops we gone from vietnam by 1973 , the vietnamese people caved after the U.S. dumped on them and surrendered . Not us , so it wasnt for nothing . Thanks America for turning your backs on us .
@@randyelsbury321 'Stopping the spread of Communism', yes, "at least thats what we were told". Now it's IN OUR Government, And AMERICANS are VOTING 'FOR' it.... A lot of good men (sons/brothers/fathers/husbands/etc) died, or at the least gave up YEARS of their lives... and for ... (just duty & honor...) You are RIGHT, though, the Military, (all branches) did an outstanding job, hindered only by our wicked politicians, which stayed home in their air conditioned 'ivory towers' telling our military leadership how we COULD & could NOT fight. No, WE didn't fail... THEY DID! I'm so glad all the returning Vets made it back... and grieve over all the ones that didn't. :( Too bad we've not learned any lessons. (US Army, 1966-69)
I knew a veitnam vet. I bumbed into him one day and as i apologized to him i noticed his hat. It said veitnam veteran on it. I told him, “Im sorry for bumping into you sir, and in case you didnt hear it when you came home, thank you for your service and welcome home.” He started crying and we sat there talking for a long time. It turns out he lived in my town. Every day rain or shine or snow i would go to hus house and just sit with him and talk. We talked about the weather and how my schooling was going. His lovely wife always had an ice tea waiting for me. Out of the blue one day he started talking with me about what he endured in nam. He would only talk about it with me. No one else. To this day i dont know why out of all the people in the world he would talk about it with a 16 year old kid. But i learned a lot from him. I cried the day they laid him to rest. Only one of his brothers came. All the others had gone before him. Sometimes it dosent matter how tough you think you are or how strong you think you can be, sometimes a kind word is all you need. Im happy i knew the man i called a friend till his dying day. Rest in peace joe. I miss you.
Your comment really touched my heart! Bless your heart. My husband is a Vietnam Vet and I am 10 years younger than him and didn’t know anything about the war. But after meeting him I learned everything I could and get absolutely crazy if I hear anything negative about these veterans,my husband was combat wounded and I am so proud of him and to say I am his wife. Iove our veterans. You were truly a blessing to your friend Joe. God Bless you and be very proud of the person you are.
Why you you ask! Because you cared and became a friend. I served during Nam but never made it there. I guess the Lord had other plans for me. For years I felt less than because I didn't go but Marine's do as we are told. Your blessed and were a blessing to your friend. Thank you for caring.
I really don't need an apology. I swore the oath to support and defend the Constitution, and I thought I did that. I found out during my time in war that I could stand my ground with my brothers. You are so right, this was the most spilt time in our country since the civil war. No, there were no parades, but our best to my brothers is "welcome home brother"
Wish I could hit the thumbs up a thousand times. We live with, or should live with, an intrinsic pride that’s far exceeds anything any draft dodgers could imagine in all their cowardly dreams.
I came home after three months in the hospital. I rode the bus home in full uniform and since my Dad's home was only a couple of miles from the bus depot i walked home. My path took me down the main street of town. Not one person said hi. hello. how are you or anything. It was like I was a ghost and no one saw me. I will remember that day until I die. I was on thirty days leave and could not wait to get back to active duty. Being home was hell.
The Hair Krishna were the worst followed by the flower power hippies my return from "Nam" at LA's international airport it still tears at my heart knowing I went to war to fight for they're rights and they're stupidity could not let them recognize what I put my life on the line for being a Christian now I forgive them and it makes me feel better !
I remember how cold it was in Chicago when I arrived coming back from serving on USS Enterprise CVAN-65. The weather was cold, and so were the stares of the crowds in the airport..................But, I was proud to have served!
U.S. army, 1969. Wounded by mortar fire in December of that year. Liver and kidney damage, and 8 months in army hospitals, for most of my 21st year on the planet. Do I have any regrets? Not really. Just happy to have survived, and I learned a lot about myself at a young age. I'm proud I served, and was proud to tell my kids and grand kids I served when they asked the question: "What did you do during the war daddy?". Thank you for welcoming us home. It's nice to be back.
Thanks for this song greatly appreciated very rarely are vietnam era veterans mentioned i served 13 months at an isolated radar site in the Philippines discharged christmas day 1969 i guess the best way to put it just ignored tks so much 😊
I can wipe the spit on my face . That I received one my way home to see my mother .. her first work to me did I you kill anyone she believed in the ten commandments I lie no ma.she gone home 🏠 14 year now. My lie still here. Now I'm waiting for her to welcome me🏡 . Thank you Lord I'm home your home peace on world 🌍
The apology ship sailed away a long time ago. I served with the Marine Corps in Vietnam from 1968-1969. How so called Americans treated us was disgusting. I wasn’t hurt. I was angry and will be till the day I die. I detest the phrase “thank you for your service”.
