Number 1 is it is my dad's birthday ....And number 2 it's the day I graduated form 19D armored reconnaissance school in the army.. (cav scout).
This is my dad....badass M'f'ker.
Miss you dad! Think about you every single day!
Thin gis that my good buddy Larry also died a few days ago last year.... Larry was like an uncle to me out here in AZ. I don't have any family here and he was closest to being that for many years....
Larry and Scotty the guy pictured in the middle here are both war vets. Scotty was a member of the last horse mounted cavalry unit in the US army...and he was wounded in combat in the pacific theater and didn't get his awards til a few years ago, thanks to Larry. Larry was a Vietnam vet and worked tirelessly to gain recognition for their sacrifice. He did a damn good job. =)
Scotty lived his life without worrying about getting any awards he missed cause he was a humble guy. Larry found out and arranged for him to receive his awards from the local CG of Ft. Huachuca...I missed the ceremony, but I was proud to have made Scotty realize how much we appreciated his service...I gave him a cavalry license plate...sounds silly to those who aren't in the know...so to speak, but it made a lot of difference to him. And that's what counted....
Last year I lost several good friends who were also mentors...my father was the last of them to let go....I miss them all every single day. All good men and the world is less for their being gone... they all had much more to teach us...but they're gone...and there's nothing we can do about that....drive on my friends! Keep your powder dry and do the best you can! That's about all we can do about now....
Die with your boots on....
"Comtemplate the mangled bodies of your countrymen and then ask yourself, What should be the reward of such sacrifices... If ye love wealth better than freedom, the tranquility of servitude than the animating contest of freedom, go from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands that feed you. May your chains sit lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen." ~Samuel Adams