My Mom’s funeral was on July 2nd last month. She was 84 years old. Today, there is a funeral for a local Marine,Sgt. Daniel Patron. There is such sadness in losing this young life. Daniel was killed at the age of 26, diffusing a road side bomb in Afghanistan.
Daniel’s wife, Cody says in the article by Bob Jones, “There’s just no words to explain how wonderful he is and how much everyone loved him and how much I will always love him.”
The family has suffered with this same sadness before in the loss of Danny’s cousin, Army Staff Sgt. Kevin Kessler last August of 2010. Kevin was also killed in Afghanistan. The cousins will be laid to rest, side by side. We hold Cody and her family in prayer. There’s just no words to express the gratitude for Kevin’s and Daniel’s service to our country. Semper Fidelis
We hold in prayer all the families, friends, colleagues,troops,and Navy SEALs that recently lost their loved ones in Afghanistan. The Associated Press stated,” One source says the team was thought to include 22 SEALs, three Air Force air controllers, seven Afghan Army troops, a dog and his handler, and a civilian interpreter, plus the helicopter crew.” We can only cry with you and never forget the sacrifices you made for us.
The National Moment of Remembrance, initiated by NGL in 1997, and officially established by Congress, asks Americans wherever they are at 3 p.m., local time, on Memorial Day to pause in an act of national unity. In this shared remembrance, we connect as Americans.
I mailed a letter today at the post office in Chagrin Falls, Ohio. On May 7, 2008, President Bush signed Public Law no-224, naming the Chagrin Falls Post Office in honor of Sergeant Michael Kashkoush. We lost this wonderful man to war. My daughter, Meme went to school with Michael.
Mary Jane Kashkoush is our own gold star mother. Her story “Perchance to Dream” is in Love You More Than You Know. Her beloved son, Sergeant Michael Kashkoush lost his life in Iraq. Michael was posthumously awarded the Purple Heart.
Mary Jane said, “This process of grieving and reconnecting to life is like trying to tune into a station on a car radio, the dial-in-knob kind, with static coming over the airways. . . My heart aches. . . Home is where the heart is, and my Mike is always with me.”
We remember the sacrifices and pray for the gold star families.
My son, Joe called me early today and said, “Did you hear bin Laden is dead.” My son like many other brave sons and daughters signed up for military service right after 9/11. He said at the time, “Even more reason (to sign up) now.”
The Florida Times Union wrote an article with reactions from families whose children in the military gave the ultimate sacrifice. The article states, “When Chief Petty Officer Jacques Fontan died after his helicopter was shot down in Afghanistan, each member of his family was given a trident that represented the Navy SEALs. When Fontan’s father-in-law Mike Fletcher left for work today with the knowledge that Osama Bin Laden was killed in a Navy SEALs operation, he pinned the trident over his heart.”
Love You More Than You Know has our own story, “Ten Years From Now” written by a proud mother of a Navy SEAL. God bless our Navy SEALs and keep them safe.
My son just turned 30 years old and our family celebrated this joyful event last Saturday. I can’t imagine the bone deep sorrow felt by the family of 30-year-old Capt. Joshua M. McClimans, who died last Friday after his unit was attacked in Afghanistan. Please pray for his family and for all of our deployed soldiers.
My grandmother, Jenny Troha told me a story about how she was in love with a soldier and that they were going to get married when he got back from the war (WWI) . He never returned. Jenny ended up marrying my grandfather, Matt instead of her soldier. I was never able to ask Jenny for more information about her soldier as she died unexpectedly a short time later.That was thirty two years ago. This storyabout the last surviving soldier of WWI made me think of Jenny and all those soldiers that have gone before us and given their lives for freedom’s sake.
The last US surviving veteran of WWI, Frank Buckles died on Sunday. Frank convinced an Army recurituer that he was 18 years of age in 1917, when in reality he was only 16 1/2 years old. The article states:
When asked in February 2008 how it felt to be the last of his kind, he said simply, “I realized that somebody had to be, and it was me.” And he told The Associated Press he would have done it all over again, “without a doubt.”
Here is a military pen pal site dedicated to help service members get connected with civilians who want to be military pen pals. We know about the difficult task our military men and women face in overseas deployments – they are separated from family and friends for long periods of time. MilPals.com brings people here at home in touch with military friends around the world. We have identified web sites that support military penpals; scroll down for a list of military pen pals web sites. Visit these sites and find out how you can become a military pen pal and show your support for our troops. Most sites welcome both civilian and military pen pals.
Joseph Vayo 18 yrs old 1942 grandfather of Joseph Reinart:Joseph Reinart 21 yrs old 2002
God bless our brave men and women of the military, who gave their lives so that we can live the American dream. Bless their families who carry their memory in their hearts.
I have been thinking about my Dad, a WWII Navy veteran. He never spoke about his service to our country, especially to his daughter. He chose the Navy, even though he didn’t like water. (My Dad said his brother in the Army had things crawling into his bedroll while sleeping on the ground so that being on the water was cleaner.) My Dad was part of the team that kept the boilers running on the ship. He did tell me if they were hit by a torpedo, they would be the first to go. His hair was blonde when he enlisted, but by age 21 it was completely white . He served from the age of 18 to 22 years of age. When my son was going to be deployed, my Dad finally started talking about his war experience to his grandson. Unfortunately, my Dad died within weeks of my son’s deployment. My Dad taught us this saying,”Pink sky at night is a sailor’s delight, pink sky in the morning is a sailor’s warning.” Whenever I see a beautiful sunset, I know my Dad is smiling down on me.