08-10-2006, 05:26 PM | #1 (permalink) | |
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Losing someone to war
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I realize this is a bit of a downer, but have you ever lost anyone to war or conflict? If you'd like to say some words about your someone, maybe this can be like a way to pay respects and share fond memories about those who made life better before they left. I'll start: My friend was the only skater I ever really got along with. I met him at piano camp (of all places) when I was younger, and we hated each other. It was rather odd having an ememy at the age of 9, but we were the best of enemies. We competed and such for the week we were at the camp, and eventually became great friends. We kept in touch over the years, and when he last visited the US, about 3 years back, I basically played the role of tour guide. We, me, him and a few of my friends, went on a road trip from San Jose to Miami. It was one of the best thing's I've ever done. I'll always remember when he tried to get the phone number of a stripper somewhere in Texas. She gave him a 555 number. It was hilareous. |
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08-10-2006, 06:40 PM | #2 (permalink) |
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A friend was buried in Arlington last month due to a car bomb exploding and killing his jeep while he was serving in Iraq.
He was 20 ... same age as my younger brother. That is what hit me the most ... that someone else lost a family member, and I couldn't dream of how I would feel if it was my own brother I'd buried.
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08-10-2006, 07:04 PM | #4 (permalink) | |
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Will, I am so sorry for the loss of your friend and the grief you are feeling.
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08-10-2006, 07:22 PM | #6 (permalink) | |
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Getting out the new hurt might be the best choice. The old hurt festers and leaves an illness of the heart. |
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08-10-2006, 07:49 PM | #7 (permalink) |
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Will & amonkie,my deepest condolencences to both of you! War fucking sucks, I've never lost anyone close but knowing for every death there is a parent, sibling, child or close friend grieving. Makes me sad! If there's any way to avoid it, I think all measures should be taken to avoid it!
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08-11-2006, 09:09 AM | #8 (permalink) |
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While I was working in Iraq, I would often visit the infantry units to fix their PCs. There was one unit where I would always talk to a specific Sgt, we got along really well, and one day I went over there and asked to speak to him, and everyone in the room was simply quiet. It took a few seconds to dawn on me. I don't know how to describe how I felt, it was definitely a new kind of emptiness. I had realized this before, but it simply reinforced my need to make the most of every day we have.
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08-11-2006, 09:49 AM | #9 (permalink) |
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I lost an uncle in the Ginh Long Province, Vietnam. He was so much fun. He was my favorite of my mother's 3 brother's because he wasn't too cool to play with (at that time) his only nephew. I was only seven years old, but I still remember when my grandmother called my mother two days after Christmas, 1969. Mom dropped the phone, and started crying her eyes out. Dad picked up the phone and was talking for a few minutes, while I tried to comfort my mother, although I didn't yet know why. Two days later, we were on our way to Orlando, for the funeral. The previous Christmas (1968) was the last time that my mother's family was all together. My uncle had given me a G.I Joe doll, and a Strombecker slot car racing set, that he had gotten in Germany, for Christmas that year. I still have them.
He was on his third tour, and I remember my mother asking him why he was over there. He turned and stared at her for a moment and said; "If you were to go there, and see those people, you wouldn't have to ask that question". He believed strongly in what he was doing, and died doing so.
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08-11-2006, 07:56 PM | #11 (permalink) |
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Location: Fort Worth, TX
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I lost a good friend from High School in Iraq, he signed up with his best friend.
From his friend I found out what happened. They were doing a patrol when He saw a 4ish year old kid standing in the street. A man ran up with an RPG and used him as a human shield. Not wanting to shoot the kid he shot.. but took extra time to aim. He killed the insurgent but died as the RPG exploded directly infront of him. The kid lived but my friend died for him. |
08-12-2006, 02:30 AM | #14 (permalink) |
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My family lost most of it's influence and money during WWII and the Japanese occupation of the Philippines.
I never met my 10th Uncle, the eldest was beheaded by the Japanese after being caught helping the resistance and the Americans. It devastated my great grandfather and rippled down to family members to this very day. While the loss wasn't in my lifetime, I can still see the impact is has on each family member today just by looking at their faces, the family urban legend is that most of his 9 brothers wear goatees as a memorial to him. The most interesting thing about this is that the family does not talk about him. Only recently when the youngest wrote a book about his vague memories of him and finding his body, did the family start to heal and talk about it. I'm sorry for your loss.
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08-12-2006, 06:50 AM | #15 (permalink) |
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My wife's brother-in-law was killed in Iraq and his funeral was the day before my own son went over for his first tour. I remember looking at him as a young soldier getting ready to marry my crazy sister-in-law before we invaded Iraq thinking that would be an easier row to hoe than living with her. Sadly he was unable to get a divorce from her before he was killed and the pain that his poor family had to go through was magnified by my sister-in-law refusing to distance herself from the funeral service for this fine young man.
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