My fathers Name is Vern Aurther Davis. he passed away in June of 1999.
My father was in the Vietnam war. He told me a little of what he went through. i thought i would tell you his story. i also want to Honor his memory and the memories of all the fallen men and woman every where.
He told he was over there in the year of 1965 for 67 days. he was in the navy. He was a member of a group known as the ghost riders. he was there fighting for all of us.He was shot from the waist down to the knees by a young boy. when he came home he brought with him a second personality. It was the only way he could cope with the fact that he was shot by a very young little boy.
He said he was walking along the roads and had to be careful of where he was walking because of the land mines. he told me he went in under cover. he was a green beret and he and his group rescued some missing POWS.. The red cross came in and fed them and helped all they could. a lot of the men never made it home because by the time the Red Cross got there a lot of them were so bad off that they died before they could even set foot on their own home ground.
they were so malnourished and were given nothing to drink that what they were given killed
them. when dad came home he was hoping like so many others like him to get a hero's welcome, that when he got off the plane and all he got were hateful comments and made to feel that what he went to do was worth nothing. that he came to hate the very people he should have loved. that is when he met and married my mom and she learned that you could not walk up to him and touch him when he was sleeping. he would come up fighting a swinging his fists.
there were times when his alter self would come out and he would wear his guns for weeks on end. We loved him so much no matter what went on in our childhood. he made us what we are today and for that i thank god every day for the time we had with him.
i want to thank all the men and woman of the military all over the world, past present and future for all they have and will do for us, in protecting our way of life and the lives of countless others.
MAY GOD TRULY BLESS THEM IN WHATEVER THEY ENDEAVOR TO DO IN THEIR LIVES AND THE LIVES THEY TOUCH ALONG THE WAY.
By:
Carole Davis
just sitting here thinking about nothing much and wondering what the new day will bring. i do know we are going to have a friend over and have a Halloween party.. it will just be us 4 girls.. eating drinking and having a good time. we are going to watch scary movies and eat ourselves sick. i wish i could invite all my wonderful friends over and really have a grand party... beyond that nothing much will be going on.
I am tired of men always thinking i was born yesterday.. I mean i love chatting with people.. but i hate it when they say there live in the USA, but are working in Africa, or anywhere else in the world... They maybe and that's all well and good.. i just don't want to be asked for my bank account and for money.. i wont give out that information and when that happens i will report you as spam... be honest and truthful and don't play on my emotions.. Plus don't ask to send me checks that are as fake as the paper they are printed on... I like my friends and making more is worth the price i pay when i get someone who wants to yank my chain.. plus i know ladies do this to.. so don't think i am just hitting on the men.
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Anybody asking you for money is in the wrong. It just goes to show what they are after and it's good that you don't give into it. People need to learn to stop using other's emotions, or using others as a crutch in life. Most can do better or live more well off if they really tried to.
I fully agree....what i like to do to people like that is get their email address, and then go to ALL kinds of horrible/gross porn sites & sign their email up on them....hehehehheh!
if anyone EVER calls you & says they are from the bank or your credit card company & there is a security/fraud concern, just say "ok, I will call the bank/credit card myself" & hang up. then YOU call & see if it is legit. 90% of the time, it is NOT legit.
well today was interesting as i was up at 2 am the night before last night and went to sleep at 7 pm last night and woke up a little before 11 pm and am still up. i am turning into a regular night owl. not sure if that is good or bad but that is ok. i am liking it. i get to see how the other half of the world lives. i will be going to the other side of the world in Jan. of 2011 and be getting married to my better half. He works in Kuwait and will be back in Egypt in august of next year. I will spend from Jan 3 to Feb 3 rd with him and then come back her and wait until he is in Egypt and then go back and stay with him . i am so looking forward to that. he is my heart and soul.. he has my heart and i am so lucky i have his.
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That seems amazing I have all ways wished to visit Egypt. It's not that good, too much lost sleep can bring serious consequences, even result in death. ^.^ but it's okay as long as you get a few hours here and there ha
Like most people, I had given up on love. I had reached a point in my life where I believed it didn’t even exist. I was tired of being hurt, content to live my life without it, always settling for second best as most people do. But, the strangest thing about love is it finds us when we least expect it.
I have found someone who is doing his best to change my mind about love and life itself. He has given me a priceless gift that I will always treasure. Though we are miles apart and can’t be together yet, I wanted to take a moment to thank him for everything.
Thanks for caring, wanting to share your life with me, for your strength and belief in me, for giving me my soul back, but more importantly, for your love. It has left me speechless, and amazes me more and more everyday. You suggested I submit a poem - so I do this for you.
I never felt I was good enough to submit my poems, even though it has been suggested many times. But that’s the thing about poetry, it doesn’t matter how good you are, the rhyme or the reason, it is what comes across the page and the feeling expressed within each word written. Even if this never gets published on the site, it was enough that someone’s love and belief in my talents and me as a person gave me the strength to do this. It may not be the best poem I've ever written, but I can only hope to show you just a little of what you've helped me to see.
by
Carole Davis
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TormentedxLostxSoul
21:56 Oct 30 2010
My father is from there too, but I don't think he knew yours. Sorry about your loss.