Monday, May 26, 2014

A tribute to those who serve(d) #memorialday

My Dad.


What year this is, I do not know. My father served 22 years in the Navy. I am very proud of him and his service to our country. In addition, my mother also served 22 years as a military wife. Many times not knowing where her husband was or if he was okay. Today, they are retired, healthy, and active. 

We owe a lot to our parents who fought before us for the country we love and live in. Privileges we enjoy today would not be if it weren't for those who carry scars with them for all of their lives. 

My father, E.W. Meador, does not share much about his military life but I do want to share a couple of stories he has shared with me over time. 

Story #1.

There was an officer who was also a pilot. My father worked in the avionic department on a naval ship. The officer needed to get to land and it was quite important. The pilot climbed into his jet and tried the radios and could not get anything - not even static. He would climb out and dad would climb in.... and turn on the equipment and communicated just fine. My father climbed out of the pilot seat and the pilot/officer climbed in. He was frustrated so he made Dad watch that he could not get the radios to operate. Sure enough they didn't work. He climbed out and Dad climbed in and they worked. Finally, Dad remembered there was a switch located under the seat and he figured that the pilot/officer outweighed him by approximately fifty pounds and that extra weight was pressing on the switch cutting off communications. The pilot/officer said his wife was going to kill him if he didn't get back to land so he flew from the ship to inland with no radio communications. 

Story #2

Dad became an officer. As they were near the equator, he went to his subordinates and requested their blankets. While everyone else was burning up in heat, his space was located near the air conditioning and he was cold. Yeah, I don't think he made many friends that day. 


War is a serious event with long intervals of not seeing family and friends. It is a stressful time on both partners. However, with all the bad there are rays of good too. Friendships are built, memories are made, and a life long bond appears to those who have and who are serving. 


Thank you for your sacrifices. Words are not enough to express my gratitude.  Your actions will never be forgotten.

 

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4 comments:

  1. We will never forget the sacrifices made to keep us free. God Bless our military family.

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    1. Very True Mary Ann. God Bless our military and their families.

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  2. Hear, hear.

    My father also served, in the RAF, and my daughter was born on D-D (June 6th), thirty-six years after the landings.
    Long should they be remembered for their sacrifices and their bravery.

    Nice one, K-trina.


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  3. Thank you Kerry for stopping by and sharing your family's history with us. You are right veterans from all eras and all parts of the earth should be recognized for their sacrifice and bravery.

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