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A commentary from Ron Way in the Nov. 9 Opinion Exchange ("What's so special about veterans?") was written by someone who doesn't understand what those in current service and veterans of foreign conflicts have given up and continue to give up, most for the rest of their lives. I am an Army veteran who was called at first by the draft law to be a part of our nation's defense — I wasn't asked; I was told when and where to report for my physical and for duty. Shortly after basic training at Fort Knox, Ky., I was sent to Fort Belvoir, Va., across from Washington, D.C. The first month I was part of a search and rescue battalion looking for a downed B-52 bomber in January in the snow-covered mountains of Maryland. Our team found clothing from one of the dead pilots and wreckage. What we found out later was that there were two live atomic bombs on board that were disarmed and picked up by another military group.
After that first assignment, I served duty far from family and loved ones in the U.S. and in 1965 was given a week's leave to go home to visit family. After we returned to Fort Belvoir, our battalion was part of a large contingent flown to California, boarded on the troop ship USS Mann for a destination unknown except to company commanders and officers — no information for our families as to our destination. Twenty seven days later we arrived at Cam Ranh Bay, South Vietnam. During my tour, we lived in tents, with no showers at first, and ate C-rations, some left over from World War II and Korea. Daily temperatures were up to 117 degrees, and duty was tough in preparing for incoming troops.
I returned home to family in Illinois, having given up those years of my life involuntarily but proudly. Aftereffects of that duty from Agent Orange exposure and from being sprayed to defoliate the jungle where we were stationed brought me cancer. Body parts were removed forever and, at this point, successfully against the cancer. A small check comes monthly but doesn't cover things that are different for the rest of my life.
The writer laments that he witnessed veterans enjoying while he volunteered for four days at a veterans' retreat. Remember that all military personnel give up their freedoms where someone else owns, either voluntarily or involuntarily, all parts of their lives that aren't coming back to them. I have no regrets, consider it one of the greatest parts of my life and thank always what the Department of Veterans Affairs does for me and my family.
Lee Waldon, Buffalo, Minn.
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