billtate wrote:
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I've never understood the purple heart myself. You get it for screwing up or just being really unlucky imo. I gave mine away to a friends little brother. It's pretty and I figured he would wear it more than me anyway.
Sorry Mr. Muddyboots,
I may have misunderstood your comment, But I thought it was some what condescending. My wife's uncle was a Flt. Eng. on a B-26 in the 9th AF in WW2, and he was shot down & died of wounds. His PH along with a picture of his aircraft still hang in our living room. Our Grandchildern still want to hear and learn his story.
I never knew the Man but I do not feel he was a ScrewUp or was unlucky. He died for his Country, right or wrong, and all that is left of his memiory is that "pretty little" piece of metal and plastic.
Respectifully, bill
Bill, I apologize if my words seem condescending or snide. Your wife's uncle earned far more than a bit of ribbon. He gave everything he had in defense of his country, no award can begin to compensate for that sacrifice but you have to understand my perspective as a wearer- receiving a purple heart is just bad luck to me.
Getting wounded or killed is very often just that: you are in a group of people and they could just as easily got it. When I say you have to be a screwup, I mean it with a great deal of morbid humor: nobody chooses to get shot. I'd trade mine for a cup of coffee and a danish any day. Bet your wife's uncle would have as well, and he probably made the same dark jokes about it that I do. I screwed up by volunteering for the work I was doing when I was wounded.
Your uncle was not fated to die that day. When you put your life on the line day after day, eventually the odds do climb higher than your luck--any vet would agree with me I think. You can't keep placing yourself in harm's way without that lesson being driven like a nail into your heart: you're going to get it eventually unless you have sterling luck. Your uncle's valor was in placing himself in harms way regardless of the odds, knowing full well what it could mean. A purple heart only begins to explain who he was.
When one says "I screwed up" in this context it is simply a joking way of saying "I should have been standing eight inches to the right," or "should of zigged not zagged," Not "I'm a real looser and it is honestly my fault I got hurt." There are screwups, of course. You find them in any profession. But generally they don't find their way into combat zones or stay there very long. Generally the loosers get scared and go away, and the vaueable guys stay and get hurt.
As for that bit of ribbon, I feel I must disagree. Your family's memory of him and what he did for this country and the world is a far greater memorial than a little piece of ribbon and plastic. The award is simply evidence of his valor. It's certainly not reward enough for what he gave up for you and I.