Submitted by: Donald Hank
Posted by conservativecurmudgeon, RedState.com
You Know Something, Barack? You’re an Ass.
On December 17th, 1943, my Dad was, in his words “all shot up.”
That was part of the job that day, I guess. He was a soldier, a simple private in General Mark Clark’s Fifth Army Group, a grunt in 143rd Infantry Regiment.
Like most World War Two vets, Dad never (and I mean never) talked about his army experiences, until well into retirement. In the 1970′s, he’d become a rather respected pillar in my little hometown (although I’ve never used that term to describe him before), and he was elected Mayor. One year, he was asked to make a speech to a local VFW confab of some repute, which he did, and for which he won an award.
I asked him, after the award arrived, why he never joined the VFW.
“Oh, hell.” he said, puffing his then-omnipresent pipe stuffed with Sir Walter Raleigh tobacco, “I stopped being a soldier the minute they let me off the boat in New York Harbor”.
But, I wonder…