LVSteve
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All I see is a pointless flex at our expense.
Same! And for over 20 years I've kept the tradition alive. It's fun thrift shopping with my wife and of course we want to look at different things. Later when I go to find her a staff member will sometimes see me looking around and say "Can I help you find something?" I love the confused look I get when replying "I'm looking for the War Department" lol.What my dad used to call my mom.....seriously....
My Dad loved Harry Truman. He was on a troop ship headed to Japan after two years in Europe when Harry dropped the bomb. Might be the only reason I'm here!Single most important issue of the millennium!
Not sure what was 'woke' about the President who ordered the world's only wartime use of nuclear weapons changing the Department's name with the overwhelming concurrence of Congress. Many members of Congress who voted on this had direct knowledge of WW II from military or Congressional service from 1941 through 1945.
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Capt. Harry S. Truman, US Army AEF, 35th Division, 129th Field Artillery, Commander of Battery D, which participated with distinction in the Vosges, St. Mihiel, and Meuse-Argonne campaigns. https://www.military.com/history/capt-harry-s-truman.html
The late Don Jones, one of our elders at church, was a Marine Raider who had been wounded at Guadalcanal and again at Tinian. He was fresh out of convalescent leave and en route invasion of Japan. He was also pleased with Truman's decision.My Dad loved Harry Truman. He was on a troop ship headed to Japan after two years in Europe when Harry dropped the bomb. Might be the only reason I'm here!
I thought I divorced her...I always considered my wife to be the family Secretary of War.
Same here. For your Dad to be in Europe two years, he must've been in one of the units that started out in North Africa, then went to Sicily, Italy, France, Germany and was in Austria when the war ended.My Dad loved Harry Truman. He was on a troop ship headed to Japan after two years in Europe when Harry dropped the bomb. Might be the only reason I'm here!
I respect your opinion. Yet, I like President Washington for establishing the Dept of War.I thought it of interest that the Washington Post had an editorial two days ago in favor of the change. Their point seemed to be best do away with euphemisms, call a spade a spade, and make policy makers think carefully before calling for action by the Pentagon.
Personally, I prefer Dept of Defense. Mess with us or our friends and we will defend ourselves.
You'll find that 'dove' thing a hard sell in Iraq, Syria, Afghanistan, Somalia, Libya, Yemen, Pakistan, and a host of African countries.Meaning gets lost in the termnology sometimes. Pray for peace but prepare for War. Seems to me the United States of America has been a Dove long enough. The Hawk is past due to watch over our land.
Just think of all the money it saved!Cost about the same as what the Navy spent printing new charts with Gulf of America.
I didn't realize it was still called "The War Department" a month after I was born. Man, do I feel old. Joe
And we must not allow a Mine Shaft Gap!No fighting in the War Room!
Might have my time line off. My Dad landed after D-day. He was a medic with the 66th Field Hospital. (First medical unit into Dachou.) He was in flight school in Miami when Hap Arnold washed everyone out to get bodies to Europe.Same here. For your Dad to be in Europe two years, he must've been in one of the units that started out in North Africa, then went to Sicily, Italy, France, Germany and was in Austria when the war ended.
Our fathers were essentially in the same place at the same time. Mine was with the 601st Tank Destroyer Battalion, attached to the 3rd Infantry Division when it liberated Dachau. Your dad's unit was probably called in immediately to tend to the inmates the Germans left behind.Might have my time line off. My Dad landed after D-day. He was a medic with the 66th Field Hospital. (First medical unit into Dachou.) He was in flight school in Miami when Hap Arnold washed everyone out to get bodies to Europe.