Mood:
My 14 year old son, Noah, came to me to talk last night about his future plans. For quite a while now, he and his little brother Jesse have been scheming and planning to go to Annapolis and play Navy Football. Don't get all excited, shipmates, these are Marine kids with a grungy old Gunny for a dad. The want to be Department of the Navy, but their plans are MENS DEPARTMENT! (Aww, take a little good natured ribbing ya dang swab jockeys!)
Anyway, Noah finally laid out his plans to be an Infantry Platoon Commander. YIKES! I'm grungy, but that was a shock even for me.
Okay, I'm not the type to pour water on any of my children's plans. I would rather encourage them, but what do you say? This is a heavy subject. Being at war myself since 911 and having 2 tours in OIF, knowing what I know about how it goes over there, and having lost friends to this war... how do you address this subject?
When I joined up in '92, we had just whipped the tar out of the Republican Guard and Saddam's Army in thirty days or so. Sure I remembered my dad's return from Vietnam in '69, but that was his war... the war in my generation had been quick. For ten years I enjoyed a fairly easy life of military exercises and deployments to peaceful overseas nations. Things changed on 911.
We have been fighting for nine years now. I have great respect for every military member who has joined up since then. They enlisted during conflict. They chose this life at a dangerous time in our nation's history. My enlistment changed at the halfway point, but I chose to be a Marine. And I have re-enlisted twice since then, so I guess I made the transition. I chose this and I can handle it.
But the perspective changes when it is one of your children. And, to tell the truth, I feel the same way about all of my young Marines, too.
Noah and I sat and talked about the history of Islam going back all the way to Crusader times and the Ottoman and Turkish Empires.In more recent history I traced the trail back from Iraq and Afghanistan through the USS Cole, the first attack on the WTC in 93, Somalia and Blackhawk down, the Gulf War, Hezbolla and the bombing of the Marine Barracks on 23 October 1983, to the Iran Hostage crisis, the Ayatollah, and the Deposition of the Shah of Iran. Folks this is a 30 year old war. We have only stayed safe during those years when we had a President who was strong on national defense...but that's another post.
I'm not going to turn Noah's heart from something he feels lead to do, but holy smokes! There is a good chance that we will still be fighting when he graduates the Academy, OCS, and PLC. I had better start praying hard for him now (not that I don't already). And, it's time to start helping him gain the martial skills he will need to go with his sense of duty and patriotism. Anyone know any good MMA dojos in coastal NC? Look out Young Marines, here comes Pvt. Anderson.
Heavy.
SF
Mike
Updated: Friday, 6 November 2009 9:36 PM EST
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