Question:
U.S.A. - Official "Support Our Troops" Thread (Serious)
In regards to the war on terror and Iraqi Freedom I have decided to open up a new thread for the Female Misc. users to support U.S. troops in a respectful manner. It seems like forever since this war started and time fades everything. I challenge you to remember who is fighting for us and why they are there.
Please watch.
Please share any stories that you may have of friends or loved ones that are in the Military. They deserve our support.
I never forgot, I love our Military and will support them no matter what...truly unselfish people and our world needs more of that!
I never forgot, I love our Military and will support them no matter what...truly unselfish people and our world needs more of that! For sure. My best friend's brother is home from being station is Uma, Arizona for a couple weeks. He is then going over to Iraq for a year. I grew up with him and he is a brother to me. I'm trying to spend as much time with him as I can before he leaves.
For sure. My best friend's brother is home from being station is Uma, Arizona for a couple weeks. He is then going over to Iraq for a year. I grew up with him and he is a brother to me. I'm trying to spend as much time with him as I can before he leaves. Yuma...I live like 4 hours from there...in cali though. It's like everyone over there keeps getting stationed there longer and longer...I have a cousin in the Army and he was there for a year and a half...and I think that is just rediculous to be gone that long, I can understand 8 months to a year, but what can you do. All you can do is spend time with them, and keep in touch with them while they are there...I heard it helps ;)
I was in the Army for 5 years and nearly everyone I know who stayed in has been away more than home for the last 4 years. My best friend (who I went through basic training with) got out, but her husband is still in. He was in Afghanistan, then came home pretty much long enough to move his family from Germany to the US, then he was off to Iraq for a year.
People my husband I and I knew or were stationed with have been killed in Afghanistan and Iraq, to include a guy who used to be one of my hubby's soldiers. It's a super hard lifestyle. I certainly wish more people recognized it.
Thanks for getting the thread rolling and for the support.
I honor the hell outta all the men and women who serve. I will be joining as soon as I get in shape (well im in shape, but im talkin good shape) and 2 years of college under my belt. That way I can go in as an officer. ( I know nothing on how it works, I was just told that)
I honor the hell outta all the men and women who serve. I will be joining as soon as I get in shape (well im in shape, but im talkin good shape) and 2 years of college under my belt. That way I can go in as an officer. ( I know nothing on how it works, I was just told that) Awesome, what branch are you looking at? And do you have any idea what MOS you'd like?
As for being an officer, you will need to have the degree. I'd actually suggest going enlisted even if you get the degree. Get experience as a soldier, then go officer. Our best officers had been enlisted. Even though we're forced to, no one really respects some LT right out of college. We used to harass our LT by saying "Sir, I've been in longer and been promoted more times than you." LMAO
Marines, its really just the fact that I wanna get in shape first so I dont die when I join. Parents dont know, they threw a fit when I wanted to join outta high school. But im so bored with my life right now; I wanna get out and do sumthin, and shoot some damn guns. Just thought since my work pays for my college, I get a couple years in first while im getting in hella shape. Im not far away.
You stay up for 16 hours
He stays up for days on end.
You take a warm shower to help you wake up.
He goes days or weeks without running water.
You complain of a "headache", and call in sick.
He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.
You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.
He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.
You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket.
He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.
You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you.
He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.
You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.
He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.
You complain about how hot it is.
He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.
You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.
He doesn't get to eat today.
Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes.
He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.
You go to the mall and get your hair redone.
He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today.
You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over.
He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months.
You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.
He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.
You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.
He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.
You roll your eyes as a baby cries.
He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet.
You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything.
He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.
You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.
He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.
You see only what the media wants you to see.
He sees the broken bodies lying around him.
You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't.
He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.
You stay at home and watch TV.
He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.
You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.
He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.
In regards to the war on terror and Iraqi Freedom I have decided to open up a new thread for the Female Misc. users to support U.S. troops in a respectful manner. It seems like forever since this war started and time fades everything. I challenge you to remember who is fighting for us and why they are there.
Please watch.
Please share any stories that you may have of friends or loved ones that are in the Military. They deserve our support.
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I never forgot, I love our Military and will support them no matter what...truly unselfish people and our world needs more of that!
Answer:
I never forgot, I love our Military and will support them no matter what...truly unselfish people and our world needs more of that! For sure. My best friend's brother is home from being station is Uma, Arizona for a couple weeks. He is then going over to Iraq for a year. I grew up with him and he is a brother to me. I'm trying to spend as much time with him as I can before he leaves.
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For sure. My best friend's brother is home from being station is Uma, Arizona for a couple weeks. He is then going over to Iraq for a year. I grew up with him and he is a brother to me. I'm trying to spend as much time with him as I can before he leaves. Yuma...I live like 4 hours from there...in cali though. It's like everyone over there keeps getting stationed there longer and longer...I have a cousin in the Army and he was there for a year and a half...and I think that is just rediculous to be gone that long, I can understand 8 months to a year, but what can you do. All you can do is spend time with them, and keep in touch with them while they are there...I heard it helps ;)
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I was in the Army for 5 years and nearly everyone I know who stayed in has been away more than home for the last 4 years. My best friend (who I went through basic training with) got out, but her husband is still in. He was in Afghanistan, then came home pretty much long enough to move his family from Germany to the US, then he was off to Iraq for a year.
People my husband I and I knew or were stationed with have been killed in Afghanistan and Iraq, to include a guy who used to be one of my hubby's soldiers. It's a super hard lifestyle. I certainly wish more people recognized it.
Thanks for getting the thread rolling and for the support.
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I honor the hell outta all the men and women who serve. I will be joining as soon as I get in shape (well im in shape, but im talkin good shape) and 2 years of college under my belt. That way I can go in as an officer. ( I know nothing on how it works, I was just told that)
Answer:
I honor the hell outta all the men and women who serve. I will be joining as soon as I get in shape (well im in shape, but im talkin good shape) and 2 years of college under my belt. That way I can go in as an officer. ( I know nothing on how it works, I was just told that) Awesome, what branch are you looking at? And do you have any idea what MOS you'd like?
As for being an officer, you will need to have the degree. I'd actually suggest going enlisted even if you get the degree. Get experience as a soldier, then go officer. Our best officers had been enlisted. Even though we're forced to, no one really respects some LT right out of college. We used to harass our LT by saying "Sir, I've been in longer and been promoted more times than you." LMAO
Answer:
Marines, its really just the fact that I wanna get in shape first so I dont die when I join. Parents dont know, they threw a fit when I wanted to join outta high school. But im so bored with my life right now; I wanna get out and do sumthin, and shoot some damn guns. Just thought since my work pays for my college, I get a couple years in first while im getting in hella shape. Im not far away.
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You stay up for 16 hours
He stays up for days on end.
You take a warm shower to help you wake up.
He goes days or weeks without running water.
You complain of a "headache", and call in sick.
He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.
You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.
He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.
You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket.
He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.
You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you.
He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.
You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.
He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.
You complain about how hot it is.
He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.
You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.
He doesn't get to eat today.
Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes.
He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.
You go to the mall and get your hair redone.
He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today.
You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over.
He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months.
You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.
He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.
You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.
He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.
You roll your eyes as a baby cries.
He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet.
You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything.
He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.
You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.
He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.
You see only what the media wants you to see.
He sees the broken bodies lying around him.
You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't.
He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.
You stay at home and watch TV.
He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.
You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.
He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.