Thanks for writing this.

no chick should be allowed to be glorified.

always wait till their betrothed is deployed overseas somewhere, at least in my experience.
A guy on my first deployment to the Persian Gulf years ago got the letter and wanted to go home to her or die. He twice jumped over the side in the Indian Ocean, both times the fantail watch just happened to be alert rather than shooting the bull with someone. No, he didn’t get back to her in time, and if he had, it wouldn’t have mattered.
The whole society breeds this crap, “It’s all about me. MY marriage. What’s mine is mine and what’s yours is mine.”

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on the front lines in seeing the hardships and horror of those who willingly sacrifice for our freedoms.

I am beyond sick and tired of the LSM finding every dysfunctional vet they can and thus portraying all vets as ticking time bombs about to go ‘postal’ at the slightest provocation. Guess it fits their disgusting mindset that those in the military must be whackjobs or they wouldn’t be ‘stupid’ enuf to join in the first place.

Disgraceful douchebags!

I can tell you there is a class of women who lack the decency of cheap hookers that prey on soldiers . I have ZERO respect for such, and I’m not talking about the women who discover too late that they just can’t “hack it”, either. It’s pretty easy to tell the difference.

I went for the big gray canoe club, myself. I’ve done some work on post, but not enough to be really familiar with it.

of WBTS letters and analysis.

I have many of my gg/grandfather’s letters home between his enlistment on 4 March 1862 and his death at The Crater on July 30, 1864. He was 34, married, and had two children at the time of his “enlistment” in what became Co. H, 48th Georgia Volunteer Infantry Regiment. He was a teacher and also had a farm that seemed to provide pretty well for the family. By the standards of the rural South at the time he was fairly well off. Each of his letters home closes with a request that she pray for him and he always says, “and kiss my children.” I have a half-written “faction” piece about his experiences with a working title of “Kiss My Children.”

I’d love to have some of my gg/grandmother’s letters to him, but those are the very rarest of WBTS letters, those from home to a soldier. It is said with considerable accuracy that by the spring of ’64, the Confederate armies were robbing both the cradle and the grave to get troops in the ranks, especially in the Army of Northern Virginia. My gg/grandfather had been detailed to be the clerk of a Confederate hospital in Tallahassee, FL since right after Chancellorsville. He was being ordered to rejoin his regiment in camp in Virginia in anticipation of the spring campaigning season. He clearly doesn’t want to go and is discussing purchasing a substitute to take his place, for which he has the money. It is equally clear that his wife doesn’t want him to get a substitute but rather to stay in the ranks. As I said, I don’t have her letters, but I can read between the lines in his letters and there’s a lot of talk about duty and social/political obligations. Ultimately, the does return to the ranks and fought with the unit throughout the bloody battles of the Overland Campaign and to the Petersburg/Richmond works where he was KIA in Mahone’s counterattack at The Crater. I have a copy of his Captain’s letter to my gg/grandmother informing her of his death and of the disposition of his effects. Some weeks afterward, a neighbor and fellow member of the company came home on leave and brought a small amount of money, the quilt that he’d used as a bedroll, and the blood-stained testament that was in his pocket when he was killed. I still have the testament and we believe we still have the quilt but we don’t know which of the old quilts it is. By 1868 she had lost the place and she and the children appear on the “Indigent Soldiers’ Widows and Orphan’s Relief List” for the county. Wars have consequences.

By the time my Dad retired we we had moved over 10 times and everytime my Dad would be TDY or out in the field her 3 wonderfully adventerous children would get into some scrape involving emergency room visits and what not. Amazingly she has survived with sanity mostly intact. They have been married for nearly 47 years now. It takes a lot to be a military spouse.

She and THIS WOMAN deserve each other.

The disgusting woman who wrote that Dear John letter now has the fame she apparently craved by making it public. But I would imagine she’d not appreciate that, for most of the people who read her scurrilous piece of crap, that fame translates to “infamy.”

In every circumstance in which I’ve heard a public speech by a military leader, the family of a military person is given the same amount of credit for courage and steadfastness as their member who serves. Quite obviously, the person who wrote the offensive letter had neither the heart nor the soul necessary for the job. Far as I’m concerned, there’s a really hot place in hell for people who would do something like this. And the beauty of that is that it doesn’t matter a whit if the person is an atheist– they still get the hellfire special.

during the late 70′s and early 80′s. I deployed with the Cav everytime but once. When I was notified that my father had passed, I stayed behind while waiting to go home for the funeral.

As the Cav rolled out the gate for border duty, a small percentage of wives rolled into the O Club, NCO and EM Clubs to make hay with the admin pukes who NEVER deployed.

It was one of the saddest and illuminating things I had witnessed in my young life.

Great diary, nessa.

Thanks.

her man while he is away at War saving his country. It is a liberal sickness because I believe Conservative women are made of heartier stuff and plus they have a heart where liberal women have NOTHING except love for themselves quite like their Dear Leader.

I believe my wife and I have had 3, maybe 4 months together, spread out over leave and time in between schools. Now she’s off in Afghanistan and I miss her being gone at school. At least then we were able to talk every day.
Now with me being separated from my dogs while I’m in Army school after Army school, I have to say that being a military spouse sucks.
I wholly understand those unable to take it. And I don’t even have kids yet (hope to rectify that by the time it’s my turn to deploy).

I Don’t, however, understand people like That woman. At least Sheehan can be explained as a woman who broke when her son died. This… [I]person[/I] is just plain terrible. And I would bet dollars to donuts she cleaned out his bank account before sending that letter.
Worst of it all? She still gets part of his pension if he stays in long enough to retire.

“John is a lieutenant colonel now, and while we were once good, we are now better. He lives in Stuttgart, Germany, with his new wife and twin baby daughters, and we e-mail and call each other often. He tells me about taking our kids and the babies to Paris and Frankfurt. I send him photos of our daughter’s field hockey games. When our son graduated high school last June we stood side by side.”

He sounds very happy. We’ll never know, but I’ll bet John’s new wife is much happier than someone who, according to the Salon article, surfed on her students rowdy, sexy energy.

And John gets the last laugh, as the son of his and this flake entered the Naval Academy. She couldn’t even bring herself to be there for her son. Missing out on your son’s proudest moment until he tosses his cover in the air? Yeah, way to go. No different than Cindy Sheehan, are you?