Borrowed from Combat Medic https://combatmedic1965.wordpress.com/the-creation-of-viet-nam-vets/
The Creation Of Viet Nam Vets:
When the Lord was creating Vietnam veterans, He was into His 6th day of overtime when an angel appeared.
“You’re certainly doing a lot of fiddling around on this one.”
And God said, “Have you seen the specs on this order? A Viet Nam vet has to be able to run 5 miles through the bush with a full pack on, endure with barely any sleep for days, enter tunnels his higher ups wouldn’t consider doing, and keep his weapons clean and operable.
He has to be able to sit in his hole or rice paddie all night during an attack, hold his buddies as they die, walk point in unfamiliar territory known to be VC infested, and somehow keep his senses alert for danger.
He has to be in top physical condition existing on c-rations and very little rest. And he has to have 6 pairs of hands.”
The angel shook his head slowly and said, “6 pair of hands….no way.”
The Lord say’s “It’s not the hands that are causing me problems. It’s the 3 pair of eyes a Nam vet has to have.”
“That’s on the standard model?” asked the angel.
The Lord nodded. “One pair that sees through elephant grass, another pair here in the side of his head for his buddies, another pair here in front that can look reassuringly at his bleeding, fellow soldier and say, “You’ll make it” … when he knows he won’t.
“Lord, rest, and work on this tomorrow.”
“I can’t,” said the Lord. “I already have a model that can carry a wounded soldier 1,000 yards during a fire fight, calm the fears of the latest FNG, and feed a family of 4 on a grunt’s paycheck.”
The angel walked around the model and said, “Can it think?”
“You bet,” said the Lord. “It can quote much of the UCMJ, recite all his general orders, and engage in a search and destroy mission in less time than it takes for his fellow Americans back home to discuss the morality of the War, and still keep his sense of humor The Lord gazed into the future and said, “He will also endure being vilified and spit on when he returns home, rejected and crucified by the very ones he fought for.”
Finally, the angel slowly ran his finger across the vet’s cheek, and said, “There’s a leak…I told you that you were trying to put too much into this model.”
“That’s not a leak”, said the Lord. “That’s a tear.”
“What’s the tear for?” asked the angel.
“It’s for bottled up emotions, for holding fallen soldiers as they die, for commitment to that funny piece of cloth called the American flag, for the terror of living with PTSD for decades after the war, alone with it’s demons with no one to care or help.”
“You’re a genius,” said the angel, casting a gaze at the tear.
The lord looked very somber, as if seeing down eternity’s distant shores. “I didn’t put it there,” he said.
A Veteran is someone who, at one point in his life wrote a blank check Made payable to “The United States of America ” for an amount of “up to and including my life”. That is Honor, and there are way too many people in This country who no longer understand it.”
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That sums it all up for the Vietnam Veteran. I was there 3/4/1968-3/3/1969. I still live it every day.
Thanks to whoever wrote this. It just sunk into my head how terrible and bloody Viet Nam really was.
I was a young teen when this war broke out. I didn't understand the horrors of war then or even the concept of dying.
Let alone, dying the way a soldier dies. Far from home, in the middle of nowhere with everybody coming out of the bush and holes in the ground, trying to kill him. The closest thing these men would've had was their rifle and their best friends. They lost many dear friends, but, never their rifles or their courage. Heart broken, tired and hungry they soldiered on. "WHY" ? Because they believed in their God & Country! Without any self pity they defended the Freedoms of so many that just didn't "Get It". They came home to Hatred and Cold Souls everywhere.
Only through each other .. the returning vet, could they understand the Hell that they had endured! In each other they found a little solice from the protesting college wimps and other unappreciative so called Americans. They saw then what many of us are experiencing today for the first time in our lives. A divided nation .. a whining populace who took Freedom for granted because they had not been "THERE". I look around today, much older and wiser and ask myself .. When and If our country falters, will I too have a soldier who stands beside me? Will someone/anyone have my back ? Will the whining on the other side stop once and for all ? Will these brave men find the strength to be our teachers our leaders, our friends ? I do know that When and If we are plunged into Battle ... I will Fear Not, because a Viet Nam Veteran is standing beside Me.
"GOD BLESS AMERICA AND ALL WHO DEFEND HER"
Known but to God. The hero does not do what he does for recognition but because it has to be done by somebody.
Somedays I wish I was a hero ---most days I Thank God I am not. StonyBurk
Amen Harry. "Welcome Home" to all of my brothers + sisters + God Bless
Thank you Harry for posting this. Unfortunately this is the reality of our Nam vets that most Americans will never see or understand. To each and every one of them, may the Lord make His face to shine upon you and give you His peace.