If they don't want it, why advertise it?

I don’t know, why is Europe still thanking American servicemen for saving their freedom? Why would they be so grateful for liberty????

I thought it was rather perfunctory and disingenuous until I read your post. Now I realize the misperception was mine, and there are tears in my eyes. My late husband was a Viet Nam Vet and proud of his service. I was always so proud of him. He, like so many others, was gone too soon. My thanks to you all for your service.

I totally disagree. I thank every serviceman and woman I see when we go through airports and when I see one with a hat on that shows what branch of the military they were in. I also stop whenever I see a fireman or a police officer and thank them for their service.
These people put their lives on the line every day for us. They deserve our thanks. It’s not like “have a nice day.” Maybe if you said it, it would be, but not when I say it.

The day I enlisted was also the day that they processed 4000 men thru the facility in Philadelphia, All Services represented as well as those drafted into service. when we were done and being sent to get busses for our new assignments we were told to exit by the rear alleyway.
We walked past the trash,the garbage heaps,the smell on the wet pavement, BECAUSE there was a demonstration of war protestors out front.
I cannot forget that all the protestors went home that night, and that many in groups like mine went off to basic and then off to war. Many did their time and came home, many like three of my classmates died and others came home broken and wounded. So I thank the other vets their service. I am happy to see the newer vets getting their thanks ,and also thank us older vets for their service as well.

Quick reply to "thanks for your service" is "thanks for your support." Works every time.

I do appreciate the change in public perception since 09/11 but it is sad to realize that it all comes from the media. I served for 21 years, retired and then did 20 years of civil service for the military. No one ever appreciated my service until post 09/11 when the media finally acknowledged that service to our country ment that we were no longer “baby killers” from Vietnam but protectors from terrorists. I accept their thanks for all who served. I never felt like I did anything above and beyond, but I know many who did.

I went in The US Navy at age 17 and served from Jan 18, 1962 until May 17, 1966. I was fortunate to spend all of it on the east coast. With many trips to the Med and south. Also was at the conflict in Santo Domingo, 1965, this got all qualified for being members in the VFW. I am a lifetime Member but I do not go around with a Hat on all the time telling all I was in the service. I am very proud of my service and will forever love our country as they took a young boy, made him a man and taught him a job he used as a career until retirement.
When some do say "Thank You" to me for my service I respond with a warm "You are Welcome". The hardest thing for me is I have to continually state not being "in country" for Vietnam, because of the years I served.
Like many others I lost many friends back then.

After spending a year in Vietnam that ended with my last month being Tet Offensive - Wikipedia of February 1968, I flew into Fort Lewis, was marched with the others into a large gymnasium with racks of civilian shirts and pants. Was ordered to take off my uniform and put on civilian clothes. I asked why, and was told it would not be safe to go though the airport in Uniform due to war protesters. I said are you kidding me, I just had to fight for my life through TET and you tell me this. I asked to be reissued an M-16 and my uniform and I assured him I could get though a civilian airport. That was 51 years ago and still weights heavy on me as the most humiliating experience of my life.
So, yes although late in coming, I am proud to be a veteran and appreciate the comments.

I agree. I came home from Vietnam in 1975 and was yelled at, spat at (not hit at Chicago airport) and refused to be served in a restaurant. I was proud to have served and could not believe the country I returned to. I made a vow back then and I keep it to this day. That I would never accept anything from the taxpayers (government) of this country. It's a humiliation and very traumatic experience that I will never forget. And I hope Jane Fonda rots in hell. That time in my life made me very bitter. I was angry at our leaders for not letting us win a war that we could have won.

Today I honor and support our vets every chance I get. I am so glad that the country has changed in that regard. So yes I am glad to hear "thank you for your service". But I am still very angry about the treatment that I and many of my fellow veterans received from fellow citizens when we returned from a war that none of us really wanted to be there and a leadership that did not allow us to do the job we were sent there to do. I will never forget it.

My response is thank you with a smile. I also thank fellow veterans when ever I encounter them. To include paying it forward paying a meal to the few WW2 veterans we still have in The Villages.

When someone thanks me for my service , I don't expect it so when it happens, it kind of catches me off guard. It takes me a few seconds to absorb what was said. I smile and either say you're welcome or I say thanks back, which really is not the proper response when some thanks you. I do appreciate it. It has just been so long coming that it feels odd in a way. We all served back then because we believed it was our duty to protect the world from evil. Our parents generation was the greatest generation and we felt we owed them too. Those things have changed now and that's sad.

At 18 yrs old I enlisted, upon finishing i was offered numerous opportunities. I refused the schools and told my CO that my desire was to serve in a combat role and that is what I got. I planned to pursue school after my combat duty. Well, I never got to go to school. I was injured severly and spent one year in a naval hospital. I DO NOT wear anything (hat, shirt etc) indicating that I served and that is the way i like it.

I prefer to say "Welcome Home and Thank you for your sacrifices".
They and their families sacrificed so much so that could serve to protect our freedoms. 🇺🇸🗽

Thanks for that. I have found my new response.

What goes through my mind is "Do you thank a kid for going to Disney World?"

I usually say, "It was a pleasure."

I watched the Civil War movie “Shenandoah” the other night. Halfway through, Jimmie Stewart says, with subtlety, “what do you do with dead soldiers?” He was partially concerned with what to do with the remains of the dead Confederate soldiers, but mostly he seems to be expressing uncertainty about what will happen to these soldiers, long after they are buried. How will we remember them? How will we honor them? Well, that’s why we have Memorial Day.

As in the past, our fine men and women in the military are, again, giving their very lives to protect the United States. And almost daily, all across the country you see expressions of appreciation for their sacrifices. In a sense, almost every day is a Memorial Day. If you put a flag out every morning, the experience probably has very special meaning – a Memorial Day, of sorts.

Given the aforementioned, this leaves us with a little extra time this Memorial Day to remember someone in the military family that for decades received little sympathy or even attention – the mothers who’s sons and daughters died in Vietnam. They are mostly gone now, but that doesn’t mean it’s too late to say we’re sorry your hearts were broken, and we remember you.

Returning from Vietnam in 1969, the Army for a time put me in charge of 5th Army Casualty Section (midwestern US). I would coordinate sending out the NG or Reserve Officers to notify families. But in weeks following, I took the phone calls from wives, sisters, brothers, fathers – usually wanting details as to how their loved one died. But it was the mothers I remember talking to the most. Usually they had family around them, but their community frequently ignored them, often scorned them and sometimes even harrassed them at a funeral or memorial service. For more than 20 years after their loss, while Vietnam Veterans were still unwelcome by the local VFW and American Legion, these mothers mostly endured their heartache alone, in their own private way.

After Desert Storm, the country began to express gratitude to the Vietnam Veterans and particulary show respect to those who lost their lives in Vietnam. But for many of these still grieving mothers, it was too little, too late. Although not true in every case, I believe most of these women were never allowed to feel the respect, honor, and appreciation they deserved for the extreme sacrifice they made for an ungrateful nation.

Lillian May, of White Deer, Texas, now 81 and living in Amarillo, raised five children. Her oldest child, Larry Allen May, was drafted and sent to Vietnam in April 1970. Six weeks later SGT Larry May, of the 101st Airborne Division, was killed in action. Larry’s mother wrote these words as a lasting tribute to his life and an expression of the love that she has for her son.

My Son

Each morning as I wake up at dawn.
To know you will never again see a sunrise.
You were always so warm hearted and gay,
It indeed seems very, very sad.
I remember the day you began school,
You were so happy with no worry or care.
The proudness I felt in my heart
Will never be forgotten so soon.
As you enter High School, Oh how proud you were!
You had so much ahead of you.
And on your Graduation Day
It was a special day in May.
Then off to college you decided to go,
And met lots of true and loyal friends.
Your life was so mixed up and the world in a mess,
You felt you had a duty to do.
You couldn’t get studies on your mind,
Cause of the military service waiting for you.
You made a big decision which you thought was right,
By doing your duty for your Country.
You had a year of service out of the way,
And were on your way to Vietnam.
That was the hardest day of my life,
You didn’t see my tears which came after the plane left,
I know you had them cause you didn’t look back.
You got on the plane so tall and proud,
I still wonder what was on your mind.
I was so sad, so very sad.
Cause in my heart I knew you would never return.
I can be very proud of you for being so brave,
You died for your family and what you believe in.
The day I feared finally came,
The news that you had been killed.
You were counting the days till you would return home,
But guess you are in heaven in your real home.
The days go by and my thoughts are always on you,
To know that you are as happy as can be.
So be a good guy and help us who are left here,
Please be there to greet me when God calls me.

Mom

Lillian May, special mom, this Memorial Day is for you and the tens of thousands of special moms just like you.

Thanks to you things changed. I landed at McCord AFB on Dec 22, 1971 about 1pm on a Continental Charter and and after clearing Ft. Lewis me and friend caught a cab to Sea-Tac Airport in Seattle and arrived there around about 3pm on a Friday afternoon. The next flight I could buy a ticket for to Tampa was with Eastern at 9pm Sunday night. I was in the airport all afternoon Friday, all day Saturday and all day Sunday and we have hundreds of soldiers, two planes from Nam and two planes form Korea came in that day and all the college kids in the state of Washington were let out that day for Christmas break. I had a grand old time looking at all the people and eating meals when I wanted, and buying cigarettes and smoking when I wanted, and sleeping in a chair when I wanted. No problems, it was just another day at an airport.

Here's me with my mother home on leave Nov 1970 getting ready to head to Korea for 13 months. Here I was 20 years old, today I'm 69.

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There is no Virtue in killing other human beings.
Vietnam combat veteran.

. . . When Lowe's sales clerks, for example, say (because they are 'required to' and I am using a VA military discount) "Thank you for your service". I look them in the eyes and slowly say: "There is no Virtue in killing fellow Human beings".

. . . and I wait and watch for their conscious understanding . . . or lack of . . .

Virtue:

1) Courage – bravery and valor

2) Temperance – self-control and restraint

3) Liberality – bigheartness, charity and generosity

4) Magnificence – radiance, joie de vivre

5) Pride – self-satisfaction

6) Honor – respect, reverence, admiration

7) Good Temper – equanimity, level headedness

8) Friendliness – conviviality and sociability

9) Truthfulness – straightforwardness, frankness and candor

10) Wit – sense of humor – meaninglessness and absurdity

11) Friendship – camaraderie and companionship

12) Justice – impartiality, evenhandedness and fairness

Personally I can't imagine a War without Virtue, or I would not have enlisted.

Thank you for your list of virtues. Did I miss where "Killing others" was listed as a virtue?
Blessings of compassion.

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I’m holding the M14. That’s how old I am.

Their lack of understanding probably relates to their not thanking you for your virtues but rather your service.

It was wrong of protestors to treat returning veterans the way they did. The veterans after all were just doing what they were sent to do, what was required by law. But the majority of Americans were not in favor of the war and they wanted us out of there. In retrospect, we never should have gone there in the first place, and thanks to the continued protests, politicians finally listened and saved how many more thousand of soldiers from both sides from being killed and maimed.

I found this article recently that is quite apt:

The United States lost the war, but won the peace. It is difficult to imagine how things could have turned out much better if we had won the war. The United States remains the dominant power in the Asia-Pacific region. U.S. alliances with such critical states as Japan, South Korea and Australia are robust; U.S. relations with China are extensive if not always warm. Even U.S. relations with Vietnam are now proper and improving. The region is mostly democratic, wealthy and at peace. And despite gloomy predictions to the contrary, “dominos” did not fall to Communism after we lost in Vietnam.

LOL

Nothing like a little simplicity and levity in conversation like this :coolsmiley:

Villagers mean it!!!!! We appreciate our veterans who live here in the villages. Join one of our veterans' organizations and see what they have to offer. You will be surprised...

My father was World War ll. During the last chapter of his life he would spend two afternoons a week in his favorite restaurant buying meals for any actives that came in. Restaurant was located within 6 miles from a base. He didn’t speak about his service - didn’t advertise it via clothing and didn’t trigger any available discounts. His take on the “thank you...” was it wasn’t needed.

My younger brother was Vietnam - enlisted then volunteered for a second tour - both were combat tours. Like my father he doesn’t speak about his service or advertises it - but he does go to the DC Vietnam vets memorial every Memorial Day. I don’t know what his take on the “thank you...” is.

This ping has generated some excellent insights - thank you to all who responded.

What a sad way to respond to someone's gesture of gratitude.

All the years of being away from my family and sacrificing the time I would normally have for personal activities are long forgotten. But when someone thanks me for that service I assume the thought comes from someone whi did not have the opportunity for military service and I appreciate it very much.

Wow, I am at a loss for words after reading this. Speaking as a Vietnam War Veteran, and as the son of a proud member of The Greatest Generation and WWII veteran, please don't ever make that comment to me.

My father would never talk about his service in WW2. and he died when I was just 12years old, so I never really had a chance in later life to discuss our times in the mlitary together.
I know from his service book, and from his service medals that I have still, his infantry regiment fought across N Africa, and then later, up through Italy.
The only thing he ever said to me, was about the two bravest men he ever knew.
Both I think he said were Quakers, (not absolutely sure, but pretty sure about that) but both had definitely refused to bear arms, or fight as such, but served as stretcher bearers, and medics.
I always remember him saying that when he and his mates had their heads down, they were out in the thick of it, picking up the wounded.
Not all who will not bear arms, or fight are cowards!

They served didn’t they? In a different manner, they supported the war, Bill. Far better than standing in line at Lowe’s mocking those that have worked/fought for freedom.

The biggest regret of my life was not getting in the service. My parents and sister went on a vacation to Disney. They arrived home on a Friday and I was supposed to go to the recruiter in Morristown N.J. on the following Monday. Dad died on Sunday and I was aimless and unapproachable for years. I was 17 or 18 I believe.

I envy all the people who got to serve our country and thank them every chance I get even the people in our family, why not. How could you not respect anyone who gave of themselves so selflessly? I'm not into the word game a few posts back. I respect his point of view but do not agree with him.

Thanks To All For Your Service. The services they have at The Memorial just over the Golf Cart Bridge are beautiful. If you have a shot at attending it is really something as are our Veterans.