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Originally Posted by HunterDave
I wasn't going to comment until I read this post. I served 27 years and I feel the same way. What I imagine WWI, WWII and Korean Vets went through compared to what I did makes me hold them in much higher esteem. Calling myself a vet in comparison to those fellas is a little embarrassing.
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I think most of us don't think of ourselves as vets because we see them as the old men we grew up around and because the world wars were so big.
and...we have been bombarded with it....because it was so well documented and...everyone that could...served.
But...the reality is that most of us have spent as much or more time in war zones and combat that any of the WW or Korea vets ever did.
Think about it... bussiness has been pretty good and almost non-stop since what?
About 1990?
I know lots of guys that have lived 6-7 years of their lives not just in theatre but in a war zone... which is longer than
any of the WWI and WWII vets did.
Its just that our wars have been in smaller portions...6-9 months at a time instead of all in one big lump.
Because we have fewer regiments and fewer soldiers and are (for the first time) a professional rather than volunteer army of uniformed civilians...
I'd be willing to bet that we have lots of young men that have more time in active combat than most saw in the either world war or Korea.
I know that most fighting Vietnam vets spent more days in combat than their fathers or grandfathers and I'd be surprised it that wasn't also true today.
I'm a vet... just as much as any other...I just happened to be unfortunate enough to be a veteran of wars that didn't see half my peer/age group in uniform... all at the same time.
But...I'm also fortunate enough to have served at a time when the nature and tactics of war along with advances in medicine and technology have ensured that we don't see large scale pitched battles that result in thousands of needless casualties/deaths occurring on a daily basis.
The scale is different but the reality is the same for any individual that has ever fired an angry shot or hear the whiz of small arms fire... the freight train or felt the heat and the concussion of incoming arty, lost a pal, soiled his pants... puked from fear or smelled burning and rotting corpses.
We have the same nightmares...the same daymares the same scars and swaggers that the old boys did... we just don't have the same numbers.
The nice thing is... the guys that know... the vets from prior wars... know it and they accept us as equals... at least in my experience.