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thanks for supporting our troops!
I have a short story for you now that I'd like for you to read when you get a moment.
Last Thursday afternoon, on my way home from a "Welcome Home" ceremony for our troops, I stopped by a local monument I hadn't been to for a while. I had promised myself to do this once the winter was over, and since the ceremony let out early, I went to the memorial park.
I spent nearly 2 hours there (at the Iwo Jima National Monument in Newington, CT) by myself, contemplating and reading all the inscriptions on the monument and bricks. It was a sunny afternoon and tears flowed down my cheeks as I read the names of so many lost at that battle.
The monument is right below a highway - you can see the enormous statue from the highway and I pass it every day on my way to work (and also our volunteer center).
As I sat there and walked around, I saw cars speeding by above me - on their way to "somewhere important." They were going to work, coming home, joining a friend for lunch, or just doing their errands. In my mind, the cars were full of people who were "doing their own thing" oblivious to the statue.
The park has several trees and a few songbirds above me chirped happily as if to thank me for visiting. I was the only one in those 2 hours who took time that beautiful afternoon to come to that park. It was all mine and I was able to say thank you - alone - by myself. If anyone saw me, they didn't stop. And at first it bothered me. But then I got to thinking that our troops want our lives to go on and our country to keep on ticking. The people racing by in their cars were doing just what was expected - living their lives. So why be upset? It was a sobering moment for me. I didn't go to the park because there was a ceremony or because I wanted people to see me. I wanted to stop my daily routine and remember who sacrified their lives for me. I guess I wanted to see more people there with me.
I read on the monument that the statue contains real sand from the island of Iwo Jima, which was mixed into the cement of its base and that real rocks from Iwo Jima were also used where the 4 Marines and Navy Corpsman held the flag (or the re-enactment for the photographer, anyway.)
I felt like I was at a very sacred park, and that I was priviledged to be there, in the sun, with the birds chirping over me.
I was all dressed up in a skirt, high heels and stockings which I had worn to the welcome home ceremony and briefing for our 1/102nd Infantry (CT ARNG who were in Afghanistan for 16 months.)
If a driver in one of those cars did see me, they might have thought I was at a gravesite - I must have looked out of place, but I didn't mind. The cars kept whizzing by me - oblivious to me and the monument. It gave me time to reflect on what these troops back in 1945 gave up for me - for you - and for all of us, and to remember what is truly important in life.
As I was leaving the memorial park, I saw a small metal lock box next to a glass display case containing brochures and post cards of the monument. The sign asked for a $1.00 donation for 3 postcards. I took a post card and left a check (for a larger amount than one dollar) from my family. Places like that should be ALL over America, serving as constant reminders. I am aware that they need money to maintain such sites, so in my eyes, $1.00 is simply not enough.
I consider part of my role at Give2TheTroops (and my job with ESGR) to encompass educating civilians about our military and sending our appreciation to our troops. My son has learned this from me as I am encouraging him to join the military so he can get into a JAG unit. He wants to be a lawyer and hell, what better way than to do it through the military?
By helping our troops and organizations which support our troops, I carry on with my mission.
I am sure my little story may have bored you. I don't have combat stories or military buddy stories to tell. I only can share with you my reflections as a very grateful citizen of this wonderful country.
Therefore, I feel compelled to say this to our troops (both active and retired), our veterans, our POWs and our KIAs: THANK YOU for your service to the USA and thank you to your families who support what you do and make their own sacrifices while you are away doing what you love and answering the call to duty.

Love,
Andi