What it meant to Serve

There were holidays skipped, and special family events missed. 

There were days in the heat and sun, there were nights in the mud and snow.

There were moments of danger, there were days of boredom.

The hours were long and the food could be short.

There was much to endure and even more to do.

There were 2 things that made it all worthwhile.

They were: Why we served and Those we served with.

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A message to my fellow vets on this special day.

When somebody thanks me for my service, I accept for the millions that have served before me.

They are broad shoulders that I stand upon.

To have laced the boots, put on the uniform and have been allowed to stand next to you while in formation is something that fills me with pride.

Thanks for letting me stand next to you. 

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This is in Kuwait.  We called it The Highway to HELL.  We cleared mine fields, cleaned up the battlefields, helped put out oil well fires and occasionally traded pot shots across the border with the Iraqi army. Kuwait is where I had the flat tire in the mine field plus a few more memories.

Fell under the category of:     This is a dirty job but somebody had to do it. 

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Bruce Raisch

20 Years, 1 month, 3 days (but who’s counting)

Loyalty   ■          Duty     ■          Respect

                                         Selfless Service          ■          Honor

                                            Integrity          ■          Personal Courage