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The Day After Veterans’ Day

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Sometimes veterans are in the unenviable position of being called a patriot when that word is not quite in vogue. When in fact, many of the self-proclaimed “educated” call these same men and women “jingoists” or worse. I wished to those I know on Facebook – yes… I am on Facebook – and  to those I knew, I wished:

Best of Veterans Day to everyone, but especially to those for whom the holiday is named! I’m proud to say it includes my immediate family (my father and daughters) my extended family (sons-in-law, fathers-in-law, and fellow parents!), and a myriad of friends that extend through all these wonderful patriots! I call them patriots not because our political views are the same, but because despite the differences, they wrote a blank check to their country with their lives.

Strength and Honor, Woodstock.

“Woodstock” is a name some brothers-in-arms call me – a group of motorcycle riding veterans – and those brothers exemplify what is best in our country. We (Spirit Warriors – a group of vets whose mission is service to veterans in need) were honored to participate in Albany, Oregon’s celebration of Veterans’ Day – from the early morning benediction through the parade at midday.  I’m not sure how many motorcycles, or for that matter, how many clubs showed up… but it seemed to number beyond a hundred bikes! Rolling thunder? Louder. As my son-in-law encouraged me, “Ride LOUD pops!” It was definitely that!

In any detachment, squad, battalion or other group, there are few who could truly be called heroes.  I had the pleasure of serving with a no bullshit hero – and the rest of us followed him – and by extension we became brave because we followed him into hell. I like to remember a quote by Mark Twain when I run across those who think, by virtue of their education, that they somehow know better how to characterize a veteran’s service:

In the beginning of a change, the patriot is a scarce man, and brave, and hated and scorned. When his cause succeeds, the timid join him, for then it costs nothing to be a patriot. ~Mark Twain

I suppose I could quote Harry Reid next, you know, his comments about how the war was already lost, not winnable, ad nauseum. Instead, I offer a celebration of Veterans’ Day by a bunch of  young and old vets on motorcycles, and a crowd of Albany’s finest joining in the fun! So here’s a not so professional video of a few moments in the day.


Strength, honor, and courage!

The Skald 😉

P.S. ~that’s my life long honey(aka “Weasel”) on the back of my Harley trying to catch bits on her little video camera!

Update: Switched to YouTube for the video… it provides for HD much easier – hope you like it.

  1. November 12th, 2010 at 13:34 | #1

    Woodstock and Weasel….love it. There is a certain imagery that it beings to mind. So Woodstock is a true Renaissance Man, a film maker along with his other talents. Pretty cool.

    Tom

  2. John
    November 13th, 2010 at 09:30 | #2

    I wish I had known you were in the parade, it passes right in front of our office on Lyon St.

    I saw and heard, but didn’t know to look for you.

    Thanks again for your service.

  3. November 15th, 2010 at 14:55 | #3

    @tom Vail not too sure about the “Renaissance Man” tag… more of a Jack of all trades, master of none kind of guy – I think. It seems I have the attention span of a gnat sometimes. “ooh! Look at that sparkly thing – think I’ll try to figure it out.” Making movies is a lot of fun though!

  4. November 15th, 2010 at 14:57 | #4

    @John You bet John. Should of given you a heads up – it sure was fun to get a bunch of guys together to ride! Next stop, Martini Night II 😉

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