i was 2 yrs old when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor...WWII was suppose to be the War to end all War...

i remember the mood...the black out curtains...the fear of submarines prowling off our coast

after all if they could fly to Hawaii... they could fly to San Diego...and why wouldn't they

we were and are a Navy town...a Marine town...a military town...

my Da was so happy we had moved away from Bancroft Street near Park Ave out to La Mesa ...it was a much safer place then living so near to where all the aircraft plants and military bases were located

Da worked at MCRD and North Island as a civilian carpenter...


he worked there for nearly 40 years and my mother worried everyday about him during the 1st year of the war...she even dreamed about planes with big Red zeroes strafing the base...Da was to old to go to war so he treated every young man at MCRD with great respect because they were headed over there


everyone was so quiet when FDR was speaking on the radio...and he often did have fireside chats to update the public about how the war was going...he was always a straight shooter and my Da appreciated that about him


OMG...i just realized.....i am from the age of radio....

i consider myself a 70's to 80's gal...

not an Elvis fan

but an ear blasting devotee of Pink Floyd Rock and Roll*

for a very long time i didn't fully comprehend what it meant to be a member of the military in wartime...i, of course, along with most of the baby boomers, hated Viet Nam and took little or no interest the youngsters who were over there

i was a Kent Stater...an immigrate to Canada type...a dove of the first order

i'm ashamed to admit that now...i can make many appropriate excuses...i was busy..raising 5 kids alone...altruistically simply didn't believe in war....it certainly didn't meet my intellectual imperative...i mean what were trying to do there and why were we there

oh that's right ..i remember now....hold back communism

create a Democratic society...that sounds a lot like what was up in Iraq eh?

it took a Viet Nam vet to set me straight on the warrior side of the picture....a picture of a 19 year old who wanted to be a Marine because his dad was one...he was gonna get drafted anyway ... so joined up to get the service of his choice

and both of the men i married were vets of 2 different wars...Korea and Viet Nam

this tells the story better then i can

have a blessed Memorial Day everyone...much respect for all of you who are serving or have served...and try to remember everyone... as much as we all might hate it....and in many cases disagree with it

Freedom is very expensive and it's never Free

here's 2010's blog 4 Memorial Day...a remembrance of my days spent in Smallville Oregon...it's a great read

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Ruth Newell May 25, 2012 @ 9:20 a.m.

Regardless of personal political or ethical views, I have the utmost respect for those who serve in any capasity. I recall being made to kneel through the death tolls. Hard to say " Have a happy Memorial Day," but I do wish you a peaceful holiday, Nan.


nan shartel May 25, 2012 @ 11:46 a.m.

thx 4 reading RZ....check this one out...it's one from a while ago that i wrote and like a lot


Tallsharon May 25, 2012 @ 6:43 p.m.

Dad was naval officer and reservist by time I arrived. Mom was a wave in Honolulu . Went to lots of cousins boot camp graduations at NTC, both my parents in the ground in Riverside - never been there. An old friend whose parents are also there and I have discussed cocktails near their graves. They never met in life, but live in the same neighborhood after passing. I appreciate those who serve. I was always grateful I was a girl and exempt from the draft. Those who lost their lives for an ideal or a cause they believed in should be celebrated. Freedom isn't free. The cost of lives lost over a sense of entitlement about our political and cultural beliefs and borders however is too high, from my perspective. I wish no one harm. There will always be those who will cause harm, and those who feel the need to enter the fight. I think you are a hero by your actions. A uniform alone doesn't clearly identify the angels in our midst.


nan shartel May 26, 2012 @ 4:36 p.m.

lots of military here Sharon...and angels no...but willing "to stand up and be counted" works for me

i have a great deal of disagreement with how the military works...hate how vets get treated (actually untreated) after the fact...but the guys and gals in the Hum V's and the trenches

them i stand fast for


quillpena May 26, 2012 @ 1:57 a.m.

Good videos, nan. It seems insane that so many of our Viet Nam soldiers were just kids. My dad was a Marine, and as a kid I wanted nothing more than to one day serve in the Marines or Army. But as I grew my interest in serving tapered off and then eventually disappeared. Although this never eroded my feelings of gratitude for the men and women who have served and, of course, for all the brave individuals who gave their lives so that we can all live free. I love my country. Sure there's a lot wrong with our it, and there's no denying that it needs some fixing, but when you get right down to it, there are very few countries in the world that can come close to the magnificence of the United States of America. Peace out, y'all. Fly that beautiful red, white, and blue.


nan shartel May 26, 2012 @ 4:30 p.m.

thx Quill...my flag is up and breezin' and my boys didn't join and i'm so glad they didn't need to

but i have a granddaughter who is a sailor...w00t!!


nan shartel May 26, 2012 @ 4:27 p.m.

the military is what this town is all about...it's all around us and so many military guy and gals retire here...i like that aspect of San Diego and a waving flag and a military marching band will always bring a tear to my eye Mindy


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