To: William Brotherson who wrote (8038 ) 5/31/1998 6:42:00 AM From: Sloth Read Replies (14) | Respond to of 50264
To all DGIV-A-HOLICS, First I want to apologize for riding on your coat-tails for so long and being a "LURKER." I am heavy DGIV and holding. I just signed up to SI tonight (Hawaii time) mainly because of people like Macker, Byron and Mr D...to name a very few..., and wanted to update something that I wanted to post last weekend but couldn't because I was such a cheap bastard (feel a little ashamed now). It was when all were paying respect to the men and women who have given the best they had to allow us to do what we are doing every day of the week. So if you don't care to hear about sacrifice more than one day of the year just CLICK now because I am going to tell a short(relative) story about respect....... I serve my country every day as a Marine Corps Officer (and Pilot) and have never had a moment when I did not feel a swell of pride in my duties. I do it for all of you people even though I don't know you. The story I have took place a few years ago. I have lost MANY friend since I joined the service in 1987, but one loss has made an indelible imprint on my life. More for how the sacrifice was recognized than how it was offered: A young lieutenant once worked for me. He was a good pilot and a greater patriot. You would not belive how many young, fresh patriots we still have in this country. Like most of us he hated what was wrong with our county, but never faltered in his duties or commitments. He believed he could make the country better through his actions, by doing his job with vigor. He launched one day on a routine flight and failed to return. He didn't do anything wrong, gravity just caught up with him. Among his peers, who are brutally critical when a pilot makes a mistake, he was a hero. I went to this young patriot's funeral in Long Island, New York on a cold day in March 1994. The mass was inspiring, the crowd large. But what really caught my attention was the honor guard. I, being a Marine, expected the casket to be carried by Marines. Instead, the Suffolk County Police carried it. And their precision and respect would be enviable to any Marine Honor Guard. Well... We drove away from the church with at least 200 cars in the procession. That made me very proud, that so many people cared. I know Jim would have liked that. We proceeded through many side streets on our way to the National Cemetery on LI. To get there we had to travel the Long Island Expressway (as many of you know, this is a major artery into NYC and not to be trifled with). Well, when we got to the LI Expressway, there was no traffic. The Suffolk County Police had shut it down! We drove out onto it 200+ and had a free, unmolested, 30 minute ride. At each exit, there was a Suffolk Co police car with an officer standing beside his cruiser at the position of attention and saluting. This went on for 30 miles. It chills my spine to remember the sight. At every exit, there were dozens of cars filled with angry motorists wondering about the cause for delay. Little did they know how important their 15 minute delay really was. When we got close to the cemetery, the police disappeared. I thought that was odd considering how they had escorted with such care. When we got to the entrance of the cemetery there were no less than 15 Suffolk Co police cars in perfect formation, with lights a'flashing, and all of the officer in formation saluting the vehicle which held the fallen warrior. The Marines took it from there............ I'm sorry if this seems long winded, but it is an example of how sometimes in the military, you are surprised by the actions of the civilian population. We really care about you and sacrifice for you, but don't expect it in return. It is that much more poignant when it is offered in return without asking. Hopefully, this does not offend anyone because it is no longer Memorial Day. I was late, but there are so many to remember that perhaps one day a year is not enough. Jim....This one's for you. And a special thanks for the men and women of the Suffolk County Police Force. In my eyes you are now our brothers....Semper Fi