"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
Dr. Adrian Rogers 1931-2005

Monday, April 8, 2013

46 years ago today

my dad was killed in Vietnam.   I once blogged that I would not write about this anymore, but I find it impossible to not share my father.  You see our soldiers sign up for something that most do not understand.  They sign up fully aware that the ultimate sacrifice may be required.

And as recently as this past weekend America lost more soldiers in Afghanistan.  The families of these soldiers are just beginning in their grief.  They most likely cannot see past today and the pain they are feeling.

I sit here at my keyboard and wish to convey that you will never forget your soldier.  For most it tops the news in the moment then they go about their lives.  For those left behind of the fallen soldiers, your lives go on in a different way.

You try to live in a manner that you believe would make your lost one proud.
You mark birthdays and holidays by how many that your soldier has missed.

You tear up when you ponder how much you missed as well.

Most importantly, you develop a thick skin as many no longer see the worth of our military.   By allowing this dialogue to go on, you hear what is not being said...you know that your soldier died in vain for some lost cause.

I cry foul.

My dad died while serving in the US Army.  He loved this country.  He was proud that he could don the uniform and stand for something.  He understood that many may not appreciate how fragile America's freedoms are, yet served anyhow, because he knew.

America is not perfect.  America was founded with the ambition to become the place where anyone could pursue happiness. Over the course of our history wrongs have been corrected.  All the while, the world has ventured home, you know~to America, as what we take for granted, those living on foreign soil know is precious.


America is still a place many line up to move to.  America is still the place that many will break laws to have the chance to live on her soil. 

Captain David P. Gibson
KIA  April 8 1967
 
 I love you dad...

In Honor of Captain David P. Gibson



5 comments:

Michelle-ozark crafter said...

That brought tears to my eyes and I for one am glad you posted this post! Huggles.

Mrs.Rabe said...

Beautiful words, Jen.

Thankful for your Dad, and his service, but so sorry for your loss.

Deanna

Pam Rios said...

I remember crying the first time I read about your dad. He was so handsome!

Anonymous said...

Thank you for sharing,
hugs,
LizinNY

Glenn B said...

Hi Jen,

You honor him well. You had a good father and mother, you are a good daughter and mother, have a good husband and father of your children, and have good kids. It is a great family. Your father may have passed on but he is not gone; he lives on in you and your family and will live on in the families of your children and the families of their children to come.

All the best,
GB