Military Service

My dad was the youngest of five boys. He and two of his brothers served in the Navy in WWII. Another brother served in the Army, while the oldest (who may have been too old to enlist?) kept the homefire burning by caring for my disabled grandmother and working for GM as part of the industrial effort.

Of the four vets, I'm under the impression that the Army sergeant may have seen combat, but nobody ever talked about it. My Dad was deployed to various places in Central America, ostensibly as part of the force intended to defend the Panama Canal against Japanese attack. Apparently it worked because he consumed enough cerveza and cigars while lounging on the beach to deter them.

I was a Cold War guy, serving from '83-'86, part of the time with Berlin Brigade.

My middle child will be starting college this year and has enrolled in Army ROTC. I look forward to his commissioning when I can totally confuse him by telling him he's wearing his rank insignia upside down.
 
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I was in the Navy, my dad was in the Marine Corps, and my great uncle Kenny was in the Army during WW2. His uncle (name unknown) fought in the German army in WW1.

My dad and I had lots of fun discussions. Once he pointed out that the security force on an aircraft carrier was made up of the Marine Corps. He said, "The Navy can't even guard their own ships!"
 
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Grandfather, (Dad's side). Pershing's Mexican Expedition. Grandfather, (Mom's side), Canadian Army, wounded in France, WWI. Dad, Army. 78th Inf Div. WWII. Me, Army. 1st Inf Div. Vietnam. My son. Army. Four combat tours. 3 Iraq, 1 Afghanistan. Still on active duty. So yeah, we got our hands dirty.
 
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