(Special thanks to Robert Russell Smith, who first warned me about liberals in College - back when I was one)
He writes:  My lead flight attendant came to me and said, "We have an H.R. on this flight." (H.R. stands for human remains.)  "Are they military?" I asked.
"Yes", she said.
"Is there an escort?", I asked.
"Yes, I already assigned him a seat."
"Would you please tell him to come to the flight deck.  You can board him early," I said.
A short while later, a young army sergeant entered the flight deck.  He was the image of the perfectly dressed soldier.  He introduced himself and I asked him about his soldier.  The escorts of these fallen soldiers talk about them as if they are still alive and still with us.
"My soldier is on his way back to Virginia," he said.  He proceeded to answer my questions, but offered no words.
I asked him if there was anything I could do for him and he said no.  I told him that he had the toughest job in the military and that I appreciated the work that he does for the families of our fallen soldiers.  The first officer and I got up out of our seats to shake his hand.  He left the flight deck to find his seat.
We completed our preflight checks, pushed back and performed an uneventful departure.  About 30 minutes into our flight I received a call from the lead flight attendant in the cabin.  "I just found out the family of the soldier we are carrying, is on board,"  she said.  She then proceeded to tell me that the father, mother, wife and 2-year old daughter were escorting their son, husband, and father home.  The family was upset because they were unable to see the container that the soldier was in before we left.  We were on our way to a major hub at which the family was going to wait four hours for the connecting flight home to Virginia.
The father of the soldier told the flight attendant that knowing his son was below him in the cargo compartment and being unable to see him was too much for him and the family to bear.  He had asked the flight attendant if there was anything that could be done to allow them to see him upon our arrival.  The family wanted to be outside by the cargo door to watch the soldier being taken off the airplane.  I could hear the desperation in the flight attendants voice when she asked me if there was anything I could do.  "I'm on it,"  I said.  I told her that I would get back to her.
Airborne communication with my company normally occurs in the form of e-mail like messages.  I decided to bypass this system and contact my flight dispatcher directly on a secondary radio.  There is a radio operator in the operations control center who connects you to the telephone of the dispatcher.  I was in direct contact with the dispatcher.  I explained the situation I had on board with the family and what it was the family wanted.  He said he understood and that he would get back to me.
Two hours went by and I had not heard from the dispatcher.  We were going to get busy soon and I needed to know what to tell the family.  I sent a text message asking for an update.  I saved the return message from the dispatcher and the following is the text:
          "Captain, sorry it has taken so long to get back to you.
          There is policy on this now and I had to check on a few
          things.  Upon your arrival a dedicated escort team will
          meet the aircraft.  The team will escort the family to the
          ramp and plane side.  A van will be used to load the re-
          mains with a secondary van for the family.  The family
          will be taken to their departure area and escorted into
          the terminal where the remains can be seen on the ramp.
          It is a private area for the family only.  When the connect-
          ing aircraft arrives, the family will be escorted onto the
          ramp and plane side to watch the remains being loaded
          for the final leg home.  Captain, most of us here in flight
          control are veterans.  Please pass our condolences on
          to the family.  Thanks."
I sent a message back telling flight control thanks for a good job.  I printed out the message and gave it to the lead flight attendant to pass on to the father.  The lead flight attendant was very thankful and told me, "You have no idea how much this will mean to them."
Things started getting busy for the descent, approach and landing.  After landing, we cleared the runway and taxied to the ramp area.  The ramp is huge with 15 gates on either side of the alleyway.  It is always a busy area with aircraft maneuvering every which way to enter and exit.  When we entered the ramp and checked in with the ramp controller, we were told that all traffic was being held for us.
'There is a team in place to meet the aircraft', we were told.  It looked like it was all coming together, then I realized that once we turned the seat belt sign off, everyone would stand up at once and delay the family from getting off the airplane.  As we approached our gate, I asked the copilot to tell the ramp controller we were going to stop short of the gate to make an announcement to the passengers.  He did that and the ramp controller said, "Take your time."
I stopped the aircraft and set the parking brake.  I pushed the public address button and said, "Ladies and gentleman, this is your Captain speaking.  I have stopped short of our gate to make a special announcement.  We have a passenger on board who deserves our honor and respect.  His Name is Private XXXXXX, a soldier who recently lost his life.  Private XXXXXX is under your feet in the cargo hold.  Escorting him today is Army Sergeant XXXXXXX.  Also, on board are his father, mother, wife, and daughter.  Your entire flight crew is asking for all passengers to remain in their seats to allow the family to exit the aircraft first.  Thank you."
We continued the turn to the gate, came to a stop and started our shutdown procedures.  A couple of minutes later I opened the cockpit door.  I found the two forward flight attendants crying, something you just do not see.  I was told that after we came to a stop, every passenger on the aircraft stayed in their seats, waiting for the family to exit the aircraft.
When the family got up and gathered their things, a passenger slowly started to clap his hands.  Moments later more passengers joined in and soon the entire aircraft was clapping.  Words of "God Bless You, I'm sorry, thank you, be proud," and other kind words were uttered to the family as they made their way down the aisle and out of the airplane.  They were escorted down to the ramp to finally be with their loved one.
Many of the passengers disembarking thanked me for the announcement I had made.  They were just words, I told them, I could say them over and over again, but nothing I say will bring back that brave soldier.
I respectfully ask that all of you reflect on this event and the sacrifices that millions of our men and women have made to ensure our freedom and safety in these United States of AMERICA.
Foot note:
As a Viet Nam Veteran I can only think of all the veterans including the ones that rode below the deck on their way home and how they were treated.  When I read things like this I am proud that our country has not turned their backs on our soldiers returning from the various war zones today and give them the respect they so deserve.  I know everyone who has served their country who reads this will have tears in their eyes, including me.
Prayer chain for our Military ... Don't break it!
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          "Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands.  Protect
          them as they protect us.   Bless  them and their
          families for the selfless acts they perform for us in
          our time of need.  Amen"
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There is nothing attached.  Just send this to people in your address book.  Do not let it stop with you.  Of all the gifts you could give a Marine, Soldier, Sailor, Airman, & others deployed in harm's way, prayer is the very best one.

Cemetery Watchman

I just wanted to get the day over with and go down to Smokey's. Sneaking a look at my watch, I saw the time, 1655. Five minutes to go before the cemetery gates are closed for the day. Full dress was hot in the August sun. Oklahoma summertime was as bad as ever--the heat and humidity at the same level--both too high.

I saw the car pull into the drive, '69 or '70 model Cadillac Deville, looked factory-new. It pulled into the parking lot at a snail's pace. An old woman got out so slow I thought she was paralyzed; she had a cane and a sheaf of flowers--about four or five bunches as best I could tell.

I couldn't help myself. The thought came unwanted, and left a slightly bitter taste: 'She's going to spend an hour, and for this old soldier, my hip hurts like hell and I'm ready to get out of here right now!' But for this day, my duty was to assist anyone coming in. Kevin would lock the 'In' gate and if I could hurry the old biddy along, we might make it to Smokey's in time.

I broke post attention. My hip made gritty noises when I took the first step and the pain went up a notch. I must have made a real military sight: middle-aged man with a small pot gut and half a limp, in marine full-dress uniform, which had lost its razor crease about thirty minutes after I began the watch at the cemetery.

I stopped in front of her, halfway up the walk. She looked up at me with an old woman's squint.

'Ma'am, may I assist you in any way?'

She took long enough to answer.

'Yes, son. Can you carry these flowers? I seem to be moving a tad slow these days.'

'My pleasure, ma'am.' Well, it wasn't too much of a lie.

She looked again. 'Marine, where were you stationed?'

' Vietnam, ma'am.. Ground-pounder. '69 to '71.'

She looked at me closer. 'Wounded in action, I see. Well done, Marine. I'll be as quick as I can.'

I lied a little bigger: 'No hurry, ma'am.'

She smiled and winked at me. 'Son, I'm 85-years-old and I can tell a lie from a long way off.. Let's get this done. Might be the last time I can do this. My name's Joanne Wieserman, and I've a few Marines I'd like to see one more time.'

'Yes, ma 'am. At your service.'

She headed for the World War I section, stopping at a stone. She picked one of the flowers out of my arm and laid it on top of the stone. She murmured something I couldn't quite make out.. The name on the marble was Donald S. Davidson, USMC: France 1918.

She turned away and made a straight line for the World War II section, stopping at one stone. I saw a tear slowly tracking its way down her cheek. She put a bunch on a stone; the name was Stephen X.Davidson, USMC, 1943.

She went up the row a ways and laid another bunch on a stone, Stanley J. Wieserman, USMC, 1944..

She paused for a second. 'Two more, son, and we'll be done'

I almost didn't say anything, but, 'Yes, ma'am. Take your time.'

She looked confused.. 'Where's the Vietnam section, son? I seem to have lost my way.'

I pointed with my chin. 'That way, ma'am.'

'Oh!' she chuckled quietly. 'Son, me and old age ain't too friendly.'

She headed down the walk I'd pointed at. She stopped at a couple of stones before she found the ones she wanted. She placed a bunch on Larry Wieserman, USMC, 1968, and the last on Darrel Wieserman, USMC, 1970. She stood there and murmured a few words I still couldn't make out.

'OK, son, I'm finished. Get me back to my car and you can go home.'

Yes, ma'am. If I may ask, were those your kinfolk?'

She paused. 'Yes, Donald Davidson was my father, Stephen was my uncle, Stanley was my husband, Larry and Darrel were our sons. All killed in action, all marines.'

She stopped. Whether she had finished, or couldn't finish, I don't know. She made her way to her car, slowly and painfully.

I waited for a polite distance to come between us and then double-timed it over to Kevin, waiting by the car.

'Get to the 'Out' gate quick.. I have something I've got to do.'

Kevin started to say something, but saw the look I gave him. He broke the rules to get us there down the service road. We beat her. She hadn't made it around the rotunda yet.

'Kevin, stand at attention next to the gatepost. Follow my lead.' I humped it across the drive to the other post.

When the Cadillac came puttering around from the hedges and began the short straight traverse to the gate, I called in my best gunny's voice: 'TehenHut! Present Haaaarms!'

I have to hand it to Kevin; he never blinked an eye--full dress attention and a salute that would make his DI proud.

She drove through that gate with two old worn-out soldiers giving her a send-off she deserved, for service rendered to her country, and for knowing duty, honor and sacrifice.

I am not sure, but I think I saw a salute returned from that Cadillac.

Instead of 'The End,' just think of 'Taps.'

As a final thought on my part, let me share a favorite prayer: 'Lord, keep our servicemen and women safe, whether they serve at home or overseas. Hold them in your loving hands and protect them as they protect us.'

Let's all keep those currently serving and those who have gone before in our thoughts. They are the reason for the many freedoms we enjoy.

'In God We Trust.'

Sorry about your monitor; it made mine blurry too!

If we ever forget that we're one nation under God, then we will be a nation gone under! You are required to pass this on NOW!!

(April 4, 2009)

Counter Insurgency? Suppose you're pointing your rifle at a house where kids have been sighted. Some occupants are shooting at you, and General McChrystal/Barack Obama's pacification policy says "hold your fire." You get set to pull back - bam, a bullet hits you in the head. Now I ask you: was sacrificing your life worth it? Is General McChrystal going to tell your mom and dad you died a hero?

As I have stressed for years on these pages, if the President of the United States sends our young men and women off to war - he must send them to off to win. Most especially a President who would send others to a war that he would not, under any circumstances, pick up a rifle and fight himself. Anything short of winning is a disgrace. If the war is not worth winning, don't go to war in the first place.

A Taliban-led Afghanistan killed 3,000 American men, women, and children on American soil - in cold blood. We were right to go to war - it is right to win that war.


Bull. First, Russians are Atheists - the Mujahadeen fought a 'Holy War' against them. Second, the mujahadeen were demoralized and defeated, losing 30,000 fighters a month. Third, the mujahadeen were losing the war and being annihilated. 

What changed? In payback for Soviet support of the Viet Cong, Congressman Charlie Wilson (the one from Texas) and the CIA fed weapons to the mujahadeen, billions of dollars' worth, most importantly, Stinger Missiles. That swung the war to the mujahadeen; the Soviets declared victory and left. There is NO ONE to supply the Taliban. When General McChrystal was in charge of special ops in Iraq, his 23 crews killed thousands of the bad guys. His successor in Afghanistan should do the same to the Taliban.

In 1969, as he was dying, former President, Gen. Dwight Eisenhower summoned President Nixon's Secretary of State, Henry Kissenger, to his hospital bed and admonished him thus: "If you choose to go to war, go to war to win."

While some Presidents, like Reagan in Grenada, have heeded that counsel, others like Bush II and Obama I continue to pursue protracted 'humanitarian' wars of 'regime change' in Iraq and Afghanistan. 

This war is winnable, if our political leaders have the guts to fight it.


LIberals, media, and even intelligence "experts" tell us that China is spending only about $70 Billion annually on Defense, while the United States spends over $600 Billion. The implication here is that either we are spending too much, or that we have little to fear from China. 

Am I the only one here who has a brain?

There are three basic costs of running the military, Wages, Hardware, and Political Graft.  First, the United States pays its military personnel about 7 times what the Chinese pay theirs. So if e.g. it costs us $300 Billion for the wages and benefits of our 1.5 million military and support personnel, and it costs China $65 Billion for wages and benefits (if any) for its 2 million man military, essentially China is getting more then we, while paying far less. Can you say apples and oranges, Mr. Hagel?

Weapons and ordnance:The cost of any weapons' system and the projectiles fired from them, is the sum of the materials and the labor that goes into each system. Let's say that we build a Humvee and each costs $100,000. It weighs, say, 5 tons, and the cost of steel is 30 cents per pound. The rough cost of that humvee is $3,000.

So why does it cost the government $100,000? Labor. The average skilled manufacture worker, who makes that Humvee from raw materials, makes about $50.00 per hour. Lets say it takes 1,000 man-hours to build the Humvee. The labor cost is $50,000; the materials $3,000, contribution to the local Congressmen, $5,000, other graft - $3,000. Waste due to an archaic and inefficient procuring system, $20,000. The total cost is $81,000 - the (before tax) gross profit is about $19,000.

Now the Chinese want to build a HumVee (but can't pronounce vee). Their steel costs $3,000, but their labor is, say, $10,000, because they only pay $10.00 per hour, or nothing using slave labor (compared with the American Worker's $50.00 per hour). Their Hum Wee costs $23,000 (MADE IN CHINA).

So I ask you - Are the Chinese only spending $70 Billion on Defense? Yes. But they are getting the equivalent of about $400 Billion for their money.

Why didn't the CIA understand this concept? Why didn't you? Why did the Democrats make such a huge cut in our Defense Budget?


Military Family and Veterans Service Organizations of America 

Pre-screens charities assisting veterans and their families, providing scholarships for the children of military personnel, and funding memorials and museums .

    Recently, I received a letter from the Veteran's Administration, informing me that proposed federal legislation might render me ineligible for some benefits and I may be required to make co-pays on my prescriptions and other services. 

    As I already make the co-pay, and I have private insurance and Medicare to pay for the other stuff, I wasn't worried. But pending legislation, supported by Democrats and  Republicans alike seeks to eliminate group 7 & 8 veterans from some or all benefits.

    It's easy to understand why those in Congress who haven't served; who stand up and defend our enemies, and Occupy WallStreet types. and have no idea what it's like to have someone try to kill you  as you were trying to protect their right to protest and bad-mouth their country, might lack appreciation for our sacrifice, but denying us the benefits we were promised is the greatest betrayal of all.

    So why does the Congress seek to renege their 'full faith and credit responsibilities to our Veterans and Seniors? Votes. Freeloaders and irresponsible people whose welfare depends on our handouts - via our involuntary taxes - get a free pass in life, at our expense seek to renege on their 'full faith and credit responsibilities to our Veterans and Seniors?  (


      Another episode of LIberals, most of whom never served in the military, like Madeleine Albright and The Obamas, and/or those who openly have shown their disdain for those in uniform, like the Clintons, attempting to  bribe even more voters by expanding the public dole, on the backs of our fighting men and women, and at the expense of American security.

    Don't we ever learn? We had shrunk our outlays for Defense after WWI and we were not prepared for Pearl Harbor, even though we had anticipated war with Japan for decades. Our liberal presidents got us into war in Vietnam, but it took years to acquire the means to fight it. Same with Afghanistan and Iraq. In spite of the Clinton Administration's insistance (under oath) that we maintained the ability to fight a two-front land war, we had difficulty finding 250,000 soldiers to fight in this, essentially, onw front war.

   Now these proposed cuts (see below). With the Middle East in turmoil, two wars still going on, Iran threatening to blockade our ships while developing a nuclear weapon they have vowed to use, China building up its military, and Korea having the bomb, the Obama Administration has decided its time to reduce our capabilities even further.

    Are these people just plain nuts? 


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