I came home in April 1969. There were no parades. There were no "thank-you's except my thanks to the taxi driver that got me home from the airport. But that's okay. I got over it until I heard this song. I am finally welcomed home. A catharsis effect has happened to me that is indescribable. Thank you for your beautiful song.
I really don't need an apology. I swore the oath to support and defend the Constitution, and I thought I did that. I found out during my time in war that I could stand my ground with my brothers. You are so right, this was the most spilt time in our country since the civil war. No, there were no parades, but our best to my brothers is "welcome home brother"
Wish I could hit the thumbs up a thousand times. We live with, or should live with, an intrinsic pride that’s far exceeds anything any draft dodgers could imagine in all their cowardly dreams.
I came home after three months in the hospital. I rode the bus home in full uniform and since my Dad's home was only a couple of miles from the bus depot i walked home. My path took me down the main street of town. Not one person said hi. hello. how are you or anything. It was like I was a ghost and no one saw me. I will remember that day until I die. I was on thirty days leave and could not wait to get back to active duty. Being home was hell.
I remember how cold it was in Chicago when I arrived coming back from serving on USS Enterprise CVAN-65. The weather was cold, and so were the stares of the crowds in the airport..................But, I was proud to have served!
I came home from the Army in 1973 thinking that I would be swamped with job offers but to my surprise I found that most places did not want veterans, citing too many drug and alcohol problems. I recall going to a Marathon Refinery on a day they were supposed to be taking applications and soon realized that only relatives of current employees need apply. Unions were especially bad about allowing only friends and relatives to join. I got a job digging ditches at $3.50 an hour while non-veterans got some really great jobs.
That went on for years too. I was ordinance on the F/4s. Basically a bomb loader. Ya outa seen the look at the state employment service when the guy ask me what I did in the Air Force. Not much civilian application huh? Didn’t really get a decent job until I was 35 and no longer put veteran on my job applications.
first how many vets of Iraq and Afghanistan need that kind of healing. then my uncle served in Pli Que class of 67. thank you this was very far long overdue
@@halfbreedchuck3311 The women that served in Vietnam are among the greatest hero’s of all. Not just the threats of danger but their daily duty’s. I visited a friend that was hurt. When I walked out of that hospital I vomited, and cried. Christ. I had pretty safe duty but easily I could have been in a bed there too. Those nurses were the greatest woman on earth.
The apology ship sailed away a long time ago. I served with the Marine Corps in Vietnam from 1968-1969. How so called Americans treated us was disgusting. I wasn’t hurt. I was angry and will be till the day I die. I detest the phrase “thank you for your service”.
The Hair Krishna were the worst followed by the flower power hippies my return from "Nam" at LA's international airport it still tears at my heart knowing I went to war to fight for they're rights and they're stupidity could not let them recognize what I put my life on the line for being a Christian now I forgive them and it makes me feel better !
Thanks for this song greatly appreciated very rarely are vietnam era veterans mentioned i served 13 months at an isolated radar site in the Philippines discharged christmas day 1969 i guess the best way to put it just ignored tks so much 😊
I can wipe the spit on my face . That I received one my way home to see my mother .. her first work to me did I you kill anyone she believed in the ten commandments I lie no ma.she gone home 🏠 14 year now. My lie still here. Now I'm waiting for her to welcome me🏡 . Thank you Lord I'm home your home peace on world 🌍
@@HorsemanrayI’ll confirm that. I participated in some of those parades. At 8-9-10 years old, I’d use masking tape to tape a flag onto the handlebars and weave red, white and blue strands of crepe paper through the spokes of my bicycle wheels, put on my Cub Scout uniform and ride through the center of town. The high school marching band would play John Phillip Sousa songs. Everyone would clap and cheer when members of the VFW and American Legion, some in uniform, marched by. But the thing is, and what he’s talking about here, they were all WW1 and WW2 Veterans. There were no Vietnam war Veterans marching with the VFW or American Legion because Vietnam war Veterans weren’t eligible for membership!!! The Vietnam war (small ‘w’) wasn’t a real war!!! Ten years later, when I came back from Southeast Asia, I came back to gas lines and race riots, but no parades. No kids on bicycles with flags and red, white and blue crepe paper. No clapping and cheering crowds. I’m not one of the unfortunate few who was spit on by a few demonstrators. I am one of the many who was ignored by the Country.
Understanding war. Read: “Pawns in the Game”. By William Guy Carr. Dauphin publications. Understanding treachery and grooming are important to understanding government.
I came home in April 1969. There were no parades. There were no "thank-you's except my thanks to the taxi driver that got me home from the airport. But that's okay. I got over it until I heard this song. I am finally welcomed home. A catharsis effect has happened to me that is indescribable. Thank you for your beautiful song.
Thank you for your service Sir!!! God bless the SOLDIERS 🙏 GOD bless you!
Nam vet of 70/71
Thanks
I really don't need an apology. I swore the oath to support and defend the Constitution, and I thought I did that. I found out during my time in war that I could stand my ground with my brothers. You are so right, this was the most spilt time in our country since the civil war. No, there were no parades, but our best to my brothers is "welcome home brother"
Wish I could hit the thumbs up a thousand times. We live with, or should live with, an intrinsic pride that’s far exceeds anything any draft dodgers could imagine in all their cowardly dreams.
100% agree 🇺🇸@@badwizard1312
@@badwizard1312😢
More than the demoncrats do!!!!
Thank you for your service Sir!! God bless the SOLDIERS!!
As a disabled army veteran of the Vietnam War (1969) I thank you.
Thank you,long time coming.God bless you sir.Semper Fi.
I came home after three months in the hospital. I rode the bus home in full uniform and since my Dad's home was only a couple of miles from the bus depot i walked home. My path took me down the main street of town. Not one person said hi. hello. how are you or anything. It was like I was a ghost and no one saw me. I will remember that day until I die. I was on thirty days leave and could not wait to get back to active duty. Being home was hell.
Welcome home solider of viet nam.
Thanks
Dont need thanked , dont need an apology , lived by my oath and still do . Welcome home brothers . I have forgiven , but will never forget...
I remember how cold it was in Chicago when I arrived coming back from serving on USS Enterprise CVAN-65. The weather was cold, and so were the stares of the crowds in the airport..................But, I was proud to have served!
I came home from the Army in 1973 thinking that I would be swamped with job offers but to my surprise I found that most places did not want veterans, citing too many drug and alcohol problems. I recall going to a Marathon Refinery on a day they were supposed to be taking applications and soon realized that only relatives of current employees need apply. Unions were especially bad about allowing only friends and relatives to join. I got a job digging ditches at $3.50 an hour while non-veterans got some really great jobs.
That went on for years too. I was ordinance on the F/4s. Basically a bomb loader. Ya outa seen the look at the state employment service when the guy ask me what I did in the Air Force. Not much civilian application huh? Didn’t really get a decent job until I was 35 and no longer put veteran on my job applications.
I'm so sorry y'all were treated that way.... Thank you for your service Sir!!!
This song is welcomed and appreciated!!
Thank you Jimmy. I was in Viet Nam in the Marines in 68-69. The ship didn't sail for me-- Thanks Jimmy
first how many vets of Iraq and Afghanistan need that kind of healing. then my uncle served in Pli Que class of 67. thank you this was very far long overdue
End of the boots on the ground in Vietnam. We continued operations in the Gulf of Tonkin until April of 1975.
thank you when i came home one guy shook my hand and he was a policeman
FBS thank ever vet past and present if you like your freedom thank a veteran
We women also served
You sure did!
Yes you did and I for one appreciate your service . I went thru 91st evac . 1971
2.9 million men served. Ten thousand women served. 58, 000 men were killed. 8 women were killed. Just a little perspective.
As a Nam Vet I just want to say to the women who served there, Thank you for your service, as well. The women who served deserve recognition also.
@@halfbreedchuck3311 The women that served in Vietnam are among the greatest hero’s of all. Not just the threats of danger but their daily duty’s. I visited a friend that was hurt. When I walked out of that hospital I vomited, and cried. Christ. I had pretty safe duty but easily I could have been in a bed there too. Those nurses were the greatest woman on earth.
After all these years, you can keep it, thank you. I appreciate the sentiment, but what good does it do now???
The apology ship sailed away a long time ago. I served with the Marine Corps in Vietnam from 1968-1969. How so called Americans treated us was disgusting. I wasn’t hurt. I was angry and will be till the day I die. I detest the phrase “thank you for your service”.
I feel the same way . 'Thank you for your service' sounds so fake like the person sayin it is tryin to make themselves feel better .
Thanks my Brother
ABOUT FUCKIN TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks, I was there
The Hair Krishna were the worst followed by the flower power hippies my return from "Nam" at LA's international airport it still tears at my heart knowing I went to war to fight for they're rights and they're stupidity could not let them recognize what I put my life on the line for being a Christian now I forgive them and it makes me feel better !
Simply outstanding!❤
Thanks for this song greatly appreciated very rarely are vietnam era veterans mentioned i served 13 months at an isolated radar site in the Philippines discharged christmas day 1969 i guess the best way to put it just ignored tks so much 😊
Nice
Army combat engineers 1970-1971
I can wipe the spit on my face . That I received one my way home to see my mother .. her first work to me did I you kill anyone she believed in the ten commandments I lie no ma.she gone home 🏠 14 year now. My lie still here. Now I'm waiting for her to welcome me🏡 . Thank you Lord I'm home your home peace on world 🌍
Nam vet 67-68
@@HorsemanrayI’ll confirm that. I participated in some of those parades. At 8-9-10 years old, I’d use masking tape to tape a flag onto the handlebars and weave red, white and blue strands of crepe paper through the spokes of my bicycle wheels, put on my Cub Scout uniform and ride through the center of town.
The high school marching band would play John Phillip Sousa songs. Everyone would clap and cheer when members of the VFW and American Legion, some in uniform, marched by.
But the thing is, and what he’s talking about here, they were all WW1 and WW2 Veterans. There were no Vietnam war Veterans marching with the VFW or American Legion because Vietnam war Veterans weren’t eligible for membership!!! The Vietnam war (small ‘w’) wasn’t a real war!!!
Ten years later, when I came back from Southeast Asia, I came back to gas lines and race riots, but no parades. No kids on bicycles with flags and red, white and blue crepe paper. No clapping and cheering crowds.
I’m not one of the unfortunate few who was spit on by a few demonstrators. I am one of the many who was ignored by the Country.
US Army 1966 to 1969
Understanding war. Read:
“Pawns in the Game”. By William Guy Carr. Dauphin publications.
Understanding treachery and grooming are important to understanding government.
To little to late