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Mover MelbournePublished 2 years ago in ServeThe Man, The Myth, The Veteran
All my life I never knew anything about my father. We were very limited in what we were told about him. I knew he was married but not to my mother. I am the product of an affair. My father actually paid for my presence with currency as he paid for my mother to have a tubal ligation reversal and eventually he paid with his life. So I must live honorably as a result. It is my absolute honor to introduce to you the Korean War Veteran who was my father, Alfred Costas Lopez. Borinqueneer, drafted from the beautiful island of Puerto Rico and dumped in cold Korea way back when. He is the reason why I have a speacial place in my heart for the drafted soldier. Something happens to you mentally when you are plucked out of one environment and placed in another. Something even worse happens when you’re instructed to kill or be killed. I will be researching and sharing knowledge on our Veterans. It is my belief that we do not do enough for our Soldiers as a society and due to lack of knowledge we have failed our Veterans, as Americans we must do better. My hopes in sharing our story is that true US History be taught in our schools not just on holidays but as a standard curriculum. How can we respect our Veterans if we know nothing of them? I am currently reading Navajo Code Talkers, they were instrumental in helping win WW2. I am 40 years old and this is the first I hear of Native Americans helping win this war. I know I am not alone on this. Although I am happy to share what I have learned on Social Media, I question why this is not taught in school. Lack of knowledge eventually leads to lack of respect and my heroes can’t have that. My freedom of Speech and freedom of Religion have been a blessing for me in my journey so I must return the favor. Saying thank you goes a long way but I do hope that my writings will encourage schools to change their curriculum to add more knowledge on our military. Although my father was taken from me too soon as I was only one year old when he was murdered, I’ve carried myself militantly my whole life. Even in my failures I’ve carried myself with honesty. I walk tall, shoulders back. I feared no man until I fell into a deep depression and was silent for many years but upon the knowledge of my father’s murder, now I speak. What my father needed most was not a mistress but a true friend because something does happen to our Soldiers when battling, you add racism to mix and this combination could be deadly. I plan on researching the treatment of our Veterans on a deeper level, because it is my belief that our Soldiers come back from War unwell and are not cared for properly. The lack of knowledge provided by our schools is a major clue in this belief. One morning I was walking my beloved dog Brownie and bumped into a Vet who was also walking his dog. I asked him how does the discharge process go, he said they just hand you a paper letting you know you are done. We must do better for our Soldiers and education is step one in this matter. The earlier we teach our children about the importance of the Military the more caring and compassionate we will be towards our Veterans and the blessing in this is that we will conduct ourselves with respect. I am a firm believer that the lack of knowledge causes great trouble in our society. Have you seen how the world is doing as of late? We must do better, it is my belief that I lost out on a father because of lack of knowledge. It is my belief that perhaps my father was not well upon his return from war. This was back in the 50’s when racism was the norm. I suspect my father suffered a lot in serving this country and due to the lack of knowledge therefore also lack of respect he ultimately lost his life. When someone loses their life, we must immediately forgive their sins. Unfortunately this did not happen as when I presented the truth regarding my father it was as if he was still here. He was hated, the treatment I received confirms this fact. I am proud in how I carried myself despite the treatment I received and I get this from my father, who was a Veteran and is my hero. God bless my father and God bless our US Military! Whether by land, sea or in the office our basic human rights are covered and we must acknowledge this. Saying thank you to a Soldier goes along way. Stick around with me and I will share more information on our Military, I will not stop writing until it is taught in our schools!
The Vibe PodcastPublished 2 years ago in Serve- Top Story - October 2021
Daughter of War
We've all heard about the life-long effects that war can have on human life. Effects of war can include mass destruction of cities and long lasting effects on a country's economy. Citizens can turn into refugees and there are possibly mass killings of men, woman and children alike. The disastrous effect it has can last for lifetimes and even centuries.
Rebecca Lynn IveyPublished 2 years ago in Serve The Battles Soldiers Face in Long-Distance Relationships
When the Army told me my unit was deploying for up to 400 days, a rush of emotions hit me. Before thinking about school and my future, I thought about my loved ones. Deployment would make me sacrifice important events — family dinners, my sister’s wedding, my dog’s last breath, and many more.
Jordan MendiolaPublished 2 years ago in ServeA reflection of my life
Reflections of my life was a Vietnam era song sung by the Marmalades. It was one of my favorite songs and still is. This song states that moonlight to sunrise that there are reflections of my life. But as I have aged I too am beginning to reflect on my life and what it has been. I am sixty years old, but the artist singing this song wrote it when he was fifteen.
Lawrence Edward HincheePublished 3 years ago in ServeParasites. Politicians. Soldiers. Sacrifice
My father was a soldier. Vietnam. He never talked about it much; most soldiers don’t, I’ve learned. Especially those who saw the worst of humanity and/or those who may have had to bloody their hands in the barbarity of that warfare.
Josh Walker BeaversPublished 3 years ago in ServeBefore I Forget…
I didn’t post anything about Memorial Day. Cause I think I just took it for granted. There was a pool and a hamburger for me. Hot dogs to commemorate a soldiers death. A bass boat or a movie.
Josh Walker BeaversPublished 3 years ago in ServeGuns Platoon Cadre
I started shooting at 5, growing up in a place where I could earn pocket money later on by selling Pigeons and Rabbits to the local Butcher in the village.
Justin “Jud” HaywoodPublished 3 years ago in ServeSpecial Gift
Anyone that knows anything about Marine Corp basic training knows that it is the most difficult boot camp of all branches of the military. I researched all aspects of the training, watched movies, read books and asked other parents all about the experience my would go through on Paris Island in the dead of summer.
Canned Cake
I laid in bed exhausted from the nightmares that pledged my dreams and woke me once I finally manage to fall asleep. Today was going to be rough, I could already tell. I argued with myself on the best course of action, attempt to sleep more and face the nightmares in my dreams or get up and face the nightmares of my day.
Viltinga RasytojaPublished 3 years ago in ServeSam's Box
The year was 1942 and my older brother, Sam, had just turned 18. My Mom and Dad drove him to the recruiting station to sign up for the Marines after he received his draft notice in the mail a couple of days after his birthday. My Dad shook his hand and told him to be careful and not volunteer for anything. Then he told him how proud he was of him and that he loved him. My Mom kept hugging him and kissing him. In between, she would wipe her tears from her cheeks. Me and my younger sister kind of stood back out of the way until Sam came over and gave both of us hugs and told us he would see us soon.
Army Brat, Berlin, August 1961
Growing up as an Army brat was a unique experience, moving around the United States and the world, staying often for only six months at a time before moving on again.
Monty KelleyPublished 3 years ago in Serve