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Many women have been in our wars, starting from the very first as nurses and care givers to our fallen and injured. Their sweat and tears have seeped into the grounds as much as the blood that was shed of our men. Their works have mostly been forgotten, but to their families alike they are still with us in heart.
Not many realize that during many of our wars it was our well trained animals our K9 squads that also fought and sometimes died in the line of fire so that our Men would have guidance through uncut fields. These animals once stood just as proud for our country and for the soldier they were with, they too would give their lives. We owe to them just as many thanks and prayers that they would cross the rainbow bridge.  If you have not had the honor to hear nor read the rainbow bridge poem, please click on the K9 picture at right, i promise it will be worth your while.
While in Vietnam, alot of our men were subject to the spraying of a chemical agent called Agent Orange. On top of the mental distress the war put on them, the added sickness's that most times did not show up until our Men and Women came home, worsened alot of them. Their health becomming increasingly worse as the days wore on. The pain of the disease and whats more, that same chemical agent was found to be passed through to unborn babies at conception. Then causing major birth defects of the time like cleft lip and pallet, spina biffida and so many more that today still have to be cured with many years of medical treatments.
It is with this picture and my heart that i dedicate this section to 3 of my cousins, Kim, Bart and Mindy who because of that damn chemical, had problems as children.
Some people that will be reading this know that i was born in Maryland and somewhat grew up in DC. It was there where i had my first job in a soup kitchen and got to see exactly how it was for alot of the men that had come home from Vietnam. I got to hear the stories of how they were shunned by family and friends, how they were called all sorts of horrid names that i couldnt dare repeat here. I dont even like to hear them in my mind. These men that are home with no where to go, no one to care about them, sometimes i wonder if its not worse to be them then to be the ones missing. If you see someone like this, please i beg you....dont just walk past them, dont pity them, empathise with them and tell them someone still cares and if its in your power at the time...help them for they need us just as much if not more then members of our own families. Remember they too are someones son and brother and husband. It could have been yours out there in his place.
Welcome Home i say to all the Hero's that have lived and died for us, but are still with us in spirit, heart and mind. In my eyes you will never be forgotten!
Please click on the picture link at the left to see more of the people that need our prayers ...dont let your thoughts stop with only the people that have been mentioned already....Go on..click...lets think about everyone!
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