Hi Gunny, First, nice to hear from you. Second, thank you so much for forwarding on the message. I forget sometimes that I have so much to be thankful for and it is the "ability" to do all that I still can do that I need to focus on Most of the time. I often forget about that when I'm struggling with something or frustrated about how darned long it takes to get anything done that I want to do. People are often good at trying to just do it for me because it's just quicker, or they can do it easier, or I'm in their way when they want to get something done themselves, especially in the kitchen. That's great that they want to "help" and I appreciate it a lot of the time. However, there are times that I just want to do it MYSELF. Pete and I were remembering last night about how when we were on our "Road Trip" recently, when we were in Branson and Gatlinburg, when the shows were over, there was a tribute to those who served in the military. It made you so proud to be an American. The biggest one was at the Dutton Family show in Branson, so moving. They all had the people from all of the different branches of the service stand and they offered a big hearty Thank You to them. Very Moving and so nice to see. Standing ovations and all!
Thanks again for the reminder! Big Hugs to you Gunny, Barbara A in Auburn CA -----Original Message----- From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Sent: Sat, Jul 24, 2010 7:50 am Subject: [TMIC] short story I was just sttin here the other day lookin at something I got from another Marine. I had a though about lookin up my old DI's. I typed in thier names in my search engine, and came up with only one, Sgt. Levesque. It was a story about what happened to him in Viet Nam. I called John Brown who is the commander of the VA, who also worked with me at the Sheriff's dept. yes, he's from Youngstown. It seems Sgt. Levesque works with the blind veterans, as he lost his eye sight in Viet Nam. John told me how to get in touch with him, so I called. He answered, Don Levesque, how can I help you? Here's a man I haven't seen or talked to in forty eight years, and I got the feeling of needing to snap to, but I didn't . I said, Platton 289, F Co. Parris Island. He said, yeah, my platoon. I said Pvt. Boyle, Platoon Guide. He said, son of a bitch, how the hell are ya. I said, the question is, how are you, I read a story about you and losing your eye sight. He said, ya know Boyle, I remember you, you had your head and ass wired together......After exchanging pleasantries, we discussed disabilities, and I told him my story. He said, remember one thing Boyle, it's ability, not disability, if I taught you anything, remember that. We talked a couple more minutes then agreed to stay in contact. It got to me people, ability not disablilty. I had to hear that from an old DI of mine, so, I'm just passin it on. Semper Fi.
