Wow, Ian, I can't speak for all retired vets, and you knew I would chime in on this one, right? But, my dear ole' dad who served in the big one, lost his hearing, and as he would put it, some other things, only got still at the time of his death in 1992, a whooping $55.00 a month in army disability/pay. That was it. He was a brillant man who because of PTSD, had a hard time working, although he did, and I was supporting my dad when I was graduated just from high school. I was buying food at age 15 for my family. I have always, and probably will always be accountable for everything not only in my life but in others' as well. I don't know if you grew up with a dad with PTSD, but it wasn't fun. His nightmares in the middle of the night became mine. I never knew how to help him. In his nightmares, he would be yelling about guns being pointed at him. Over and over. My dad, in the big one, was a hero, which he always was to me anyway in life, he was a nice man, but it was hard to understand his fears. I would hold my dad and pat his back. Therefore, I kind of developed this routine, I held and my patted my sons backs growing up, and then, my husband's but, when I started to so-call date again, and patted my dates... well, it didn't go over well. lol. I am very motherly, lol. He never called again, lol. that is okay. He was weird anyway.
Those retired vets, those vets in general, without them, without them serving and laying their lives on the line like they do, we would be unprotected here at home. I give them my thanks. And, if my taxes are higher because of it, so be it, they deserve it.
My 2 cents worth, on behalf of my dad, who taught me everything I know, including electronics, and raised me to be a girl in a man's world and hold my own. I owe him everything. So does the many mens lives he saved that day in Anzio.
For this he got $55.00 a month. I don't know what cars you are thinking of, but he drove a small truck, which didn't have a radio or heat.
Those retired vets, those vets in general, without them, without them serving and laying their lives on the line like they do, we would be unprotected here at home. I give them my thanks. And, if my taxes are higher because of it, so be it, they deserve it.
My 2 cents worth, on behalf of my dad, who taught me everything I know, including electronics, and raised me to be a girl in a man's world and hold my own. I owe him everything. So does the many mens lives he saved that day in Anzio.
For this he got $55.00 a month. I don't know what cars you are thinking of, but he drove a small truck, which didn't have a radio or heat.