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[union89]

Happy Memorial Day weekend to all!!

UFC should be entertaining tomorrow night......I like 'Rampage' in a 2nd Round KO.

[Lyco80]

I visited the island of Iwo Jima in May of 2008 and walked up the sloped black volcanic beaches and stood on top of Mt. Suribachi.  It was hard to  understand how we wrested the island from the very determined Japanese defenders.

Perhaps this story will help us all remember:

1st Lt Jack Lummus was in the first wave of troops to land at Iwo Jima on D-Day, February 19, 1945. He landed at 9 a.m. on the beach known as Red One. He and his platoon spent the next two weeks incessantly fighting the dug-in Japanese.

His initial duty was a liaison officer for the Second Battalion, spotting targets on the slopes of Mt. Suribachi for artillery and air strikes. On March 6, he was given command of Company E's third rifle platoon. On March 8, his platoon was spearheading a final assault on an objective east of Kitano Point, near the northern edge of the island. Despite minor wounds received from grenade shrapnel, Lummus knocked out three enemy strongholds, well-fortified positions arranged to defend each other, which were preventing his platoon from reaching its objective. Following this action, he stepped on a land mine and was mortally wounded, losing his legs. While lying on the ground, he urged his platoon on, until he was carried off to an aid station.

At the aid station, he famously told the doctor, Thomas M. Brown, "Well, doc, the New York Giants lost a mighty good end today.".[1]

He was transferred to the field hospital, where he underwent surgery and a transfusion of 18 pints of blood, but died of internal wounds on the operating table. He was buried in plot five, row 13, grave 1,244 in the Fifth Division Cemetery. His body was later moved to Ennis, Texas.

In a letter to his mother, Lummus' commanding officer wrote:

    Jack suffered very little for he didn't live long. I saw Jack soon after he was hit. With calmness, serenity and complacency, Jack said, 'The New York Giants lost a good man.' We all lost a good man.

End note:  Lummus was a NFL player with the New York Giants and played in the 1941 championship game vs. the Chicago Bears.

Our nation's life is secure because of many a good man or woman who more than life their country loved.

Semper Fi!

ATB

[dlippiel]

I visited the island of Iwo Jima in May of 2008 and walked up the sloped black volcanic beaches and stood on top of Mt. Suribachi.  It was hard to  understand how we wrested the island from the very determined Japanese defenders.

Perhaps this story will help us all remember:

1st Lt Jack Lummus was in the first wave of troops to land at Iwo Jima on D-Day, February 19, 1945. He landed at 9 a.m. on the beach known as Red One. He and his platoon spent the next two weeks incessantly fighting the dug-in Japanese.

His initial duty was a liaison officer for the Second Battalion, spotting targets on the slopes of Mt. Suribachi for artillery and air strikes. On March 6, he was given command of Company E's third rifle platoon. On March 8, his platoon was spearheading a final assault on an objective east of Kitano Point, near the northern edge of the island. Despite minor wounds received from grenade shrapnel, Lummus knocked out three enemy strongholds, well-fortified positions arranged to defend each other, which were preventing his platoon from reaching its objective. Following this action, he stepped on a land mine and was mortally wounded, losing his legs. While lying on the ground, he urged his platoon on, until he was carried off to an aid station.

At the aid station, he famously told the doctor, Thomas M. Brown, "Well, doc, the New York Giants lost a mighty good end today.".[1]

He was transferred to the field hospital, where he underwent surgery and a transfusion of 18 pints of blood, but died of internal wounds on the operating table. He was buried in plot five, row 13, grave 1,244 in the Fifth Division Cemetery. His body was later moved to Ennis, Texas.

In a letter to his mother, Lummus' commanding officer wrote:

    Jack suffered very little for he didn't live long. I saw Jack soon after he was hit. With calmness, serenity and complacency, Jack said, 'The New York Giants lost a good man.' We all lost a good man.

End note:  Lummus was a NFL player with the New York Giants and played in the 1941 championship game vs. the Chicago Bears.

Our nation's life is secure because of many a good man or woman who more than life their country loved.

Semper Fi!

ATB

+k

[Jonny Utah]

I visited the island of Iwo Jima in May of 2008 and walked up the sloped black volcanic beaches and stood on top of Mt. Suribachi.  It was hard to  understand how we wrested the island from the very determined Japanese defenders.

Perhaps this story will help us all remember:

1st Lt Jack Lummus was in the first wave of troops to land at Iwo Jima on D-Day, February 19, 1945. He landed at 9 a.m. on the beach known as Red One. He and his platoon spent the next two weeks incessantly fighting the dug-in Japanese.

His initial duty was a liaison officer for the Second Battalion, spotting targets on the slopes of Mt. Suribachi for artillery and air strikes. On March 6, he was given command of Company E's third rifle platoon. On March 8, his platoon was spearheading a final assault on an objective east of Kitano Point, near the northern edge of the island. Despite minor wounds received from grenade shrapnel, Lummus knocked out three enemy strongholds, well-fortified positions arranged to defend each other, which were preventing his platoon from reaching its objective. Following this action, he stepped on a land mine and was mortally wounded, losing his legs. While lying on the ground, he urged his platoon on, until he was carried off to an aid station.

At the aid station, he famously told the doctor, Thomas M. Brown, "Well, doc, the New York Giants lost a mighty good end today.".[1]

He was transferred to the field hospital, where he underwent surgery and a transfusion of 18 pints of blood, but died of internal wounds on the operating table. He was buried in plot five, row 13, grave 1,244 in the Fifth Division Cemetery. His body was later moved to Ennis, Texas.

In a letter to his mother, Lummus' commanding officer wrote:

    Jack suffered very little for he didn't live long. I saw Jack soon after he was hit. With calmness, serenity and complacency, Jack said, 'The New York Giants lost a good man.' We all lost a good man.

End note:  Lummus was a NFL player with the New York Giants and played in the 1941 championship game vs. the Chicago Bears.

Our nation's life is secure because of many a good man or woman who more than life their country loved.

Semper Fi!

ATB

Great story +K

If you ever have some free time, go through this list of recipients of the Medal of Honor.  There are some inspiring stories of some great American hereos.  Sometimes you hear and use the word sacrifice and then realize you have to really put that word in perspective.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Medal_of_Honor_recipients

[JT]

I visited the island of Iwo Jima in May of 2008 and walked up the sloped black volcanic beaches and stood on top of Mt. Suribachi.  It was hard to  understand how we wrested the island from the very determined Japanese defenders.

Perhaps this story will help us all remember:

1st Lt Jack Lummus was in the first wave of troops to land at Iwo Jima on D-Day, February 19, 1945. He landed at 9 a.m. on the beach known as Red One. He and his platoon spent the next two weeks incessantly fighting the dug-in Japanese.

His initial duty was a liaison officer for the Second Battalion, spotting targets on the slopes of Mt. Suribachi for artillery and air strikes. On March 6, he was given command of Company E's third rifle platoon. On March 8, his platoon was spearheading a final assault on an objective east of Kitano Point, near the northern edge of the island. Despite minor wounds received from grenade shrapnel, Lummus knocked out three enemy strongholds, well-fortified positions arranged to defend each other, which were preventing his platoon from reaching its objective. Following this action, he stepped on a land mine and was mortally wounded, losing his legs. While lying on the ground, he urged his platoon on, until he was carried off to an aid station.

At the aid station, he famously told the doctor, Thomas M. Brown, "Well, doc, the New York Giants lost a mighty good end today.".[1]

He was transferred to the field hospital, where he underwent surgery and a transfusion of 18 pints of blood, but died of internal wounds on the operating table. He was buried in plot five, row 13, grave 1,244 in the Fifth Division Cemetery. His body was later moved to Ennis, Texas.

In a letter to his mother, Lummus' commanding officer wrote:

    Jack suffered very little for he didn't live long. I saw Jack soon after he was hit. With calmness, serenity and complacency, Jack said, 'The New York Giants lost a good man.' We all lost a good man.

End note:  Lummus was a NFL player with the New York Giants and played in the 1941 championship game vs. the Chicago Bears.

Our nation's life is secure because of many a good man or woman who more than life their country loved.

Semper Fi!

ATB

+k

[JT]

God Bless all who have served our Country.

RIP Uncle Jack - March 13, 1917 - May 27, 2010

WWII Europe - B17 Bomber Navigator

[Lyco80]

JT,

My sympathies to you and your family - thanks to Uncle Jack too!

ATB

[union89]

God Bless all who have served our Country.

RIP Uncle Jack - March 13, 1917 - May 27, 2010

WWII Europe - B17 Bomber Navigator

Seconded.  Without those brave people, our Country would be nothing.

[dlippiel]

God Bless all who have served our Country.

RIP Uncle Jack - March 13, 1917 - May 27, 2010

WWII Europe - B17 Bomber Navigator

Seconded.  Without those brave people, our Country would be nothing.

dlip follows up with a third. Amazing how under appreciated those in our military (past and present) are.Without them there would be...we we all know.

[PBR...]

LD would be a perfect fit....

     ATLANTIC CITY, N.J.,  May 31 (UPI) -- Recruiters for MTV
reality smash hit "Jersey Shore" said less than 100 people
showed up for an open casting call in Atlantic City.
     Production recruiters and talent scouts said the less than
anticipated number of hopefuls showed up Sunday during the 9-
hour casting call at Harrah's Resort Atlantic City, despite
team members calling locals and pleading for them to come out,
the (Newark) New Jersey Star-Ledger reported Monday.
     Talent scout Josh Skye Allouche said turnout might have
been low due to parties in Atlantic City and Seaside Heights
"raging all night long" before the casting call.
     He said it might also be that casting calls aren't the
best place to find the type of star "Jersey Shore" is seeking.
     "A lot of people that we interview, they get in front of
the camera and one of the things they say is, 'I never wait in
line,'" Allouche said "I think everyone's waiting for a
personal invitation."
     

[TheGrove]

God Bless all who have served our Country.

RIP Uncle Jack - March 13, 1917 - May 27, 2010

WWII Europe - B17 Bomber Navigator

Seconded.  Without those brave people, our Country would be nothing.

dlip follows up with a third. Amazing how under appreciated those in our military (past and present) are.Without them there would be...we we all know.

I give a fourth. Thank you!

[dlippiel]

Union College captains for the upcoming 2010 campaign:  Chris Gross, Andrew Trochanowski, Chris Coney and Mark Herrington. Good luck to all four in their leadership positions. The Dutch are going to need some strong leadership this season with another tough OOC schedule on their hands.

[JT]

God Bless all who have served our Country.

RIP Uncle Jack - March 13, 1917 - May 27, 2010

WWII Europe - B17 Bomber Navigator

Seconded.  Without those brave people, our Country would be nothing.

dlip follows up with a third. Amazing how under appreciated those in our military (past and present) are.Without them there would be...we we all know.

I give a fourth. Thank you!

Thanks.  It was his time.  He lived well and enjoyed life, but recently was afflicted with inoperable cancer.  He was in pain.  My Dad was named after him, and I was named after my Dad.  Both of us also carry the middle name of another uncle "Thomas" who's plane exploded in battle over England.

I was fortunate to meet some of Uncle Jack's crew members when I was kid.  Uncle Jack usually said of his service that he was just doing his job. His friends gave me a much better picture of the job he did.

I'm working on JT #3 with MJT.  Maybe Uncle Jack will throw some good luck our way from on high. 

[dlippiel]

I'm working on JT #3 with MJT.

make sure you are drinking lots of fluids JT  Good luck!

[JT]

I'm working on JT #3 with MJT.

make sure you are drinking lots of fluids JT  Good luck!

Got a beer IV at the ready.