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THE FRANK E BOOMA POST 6 NEWSLETTER Founded 1919 May 2009 Commander -- Frank Desper COMMANDER’S
MESSAGE Post Color Guard will
present the colors of our nation at a memorial service in the USS Albacore
Park on Monday, May 25, 2009. After
a small break the Memorial Day parade starts at 1:00 p.m.
The parade will step off from Citizens Bank parking lot, proceeding
towards downtown turning onto Congress Street, turning onto Middle Street
and turning again onto Richards Avenue, it will finish inside South
Cemetery at the Civil War Monument. During
this or anytime of year, you can pick up a grave marker flag at the Post.
While I’m on the subject of flags, if you have a tattered flag
that needs to be retired, bring it to the Post for Flag Day to be held on Sunday,
June 14, 2009. Also on
flags, I attended a meeting of the Central Veterans Council and after our
discussion, they, along with the Marine Corps Detachment, the V.F.W.
family and Post 6 made donations to purchase over 1000 (6”) small flags
to give out before and as we march the parade route.
We had a great turnout by the membership last year, please consider
marching again? I would like
you to propose a little more help this year; the first is; for those of
you who march, would you help pass out the small flags to the spectators
as we march, the second is; I submitted to the city permission to sell
Post memorabilia at a Post designated booth (on the parade route).
I am looking for 2 people and the third is; helping the
Sons-of-the-American-Legion with the B-B-Q after the parade which is held
in the City Hall parking lot on Junkins avenue. As you know, during any
veteran historic occasion we give our respects to our fallen friends and
comrades. If it wasn’t for
“us” Veteran’s banding together, the phrase, “America, the land of
the free and the home of the brave” would not have any meaning.
It is my sad duty to report that Carlton “Charlie” Cassidy (37
year member) has been called to the Commander of us all, may his soul go
marching on. P.S.
I added an extra page to the newsletter for you.
It was submitted by a veteran to Department Headquarters for all to
read. Please take a moment to
reflect on her views as it touches your core values as a veteran.
John
Moulton will be taking over as Jr. Vice Commander and we have already
started planning for our next events for the year. Please give him the
support you gave me. I am sure he will do a great job. ADJUTANT’S
MESSAGE The following
candidates were elected to Post offices.
Bob Prendergast,
S.A.L. Adjutant BAND
SCHEDULE May
8th – Karaoke w/DJ Darlene May
9th – May
16th – Bill Vendasi May
23rd – Alan Roux May
30th – Front Page GRILLE
STEWARD’S MESSAGE Spring is here and we
have some great entertainment coming this month.
Sue Desper, Grille
Steward SURF
& TURF SCHEDULE May
2nd – Post May
9th – S.A.L. May
16th – Unit May
23rd – Color Guard May
30th – Grille BENEFIT
DANCE Donna
Leclair is a member of Portsmouth Unit 6, American Legion Auxiliary, who
has a life threatening cancer. The
benefit will be held Saturday May 23, 2009 at the V.F.W. Hall in
Portsmouth from 3:30 p.m. – 7 p.m. Entertainment
by the Family Affair Band. We
will also be raffling off many of the items that were donated by area
business and people for this event. A
$10.00 donation per person is requested.
Hope to see you there. Thank you, her family and friends. PRESIDENT’S
MESSAGE I
would like to thank the membership for having faith in me and electing me
to a third year as your President. I am sure that with the slate of
Officers you elected, along with myself, this Unit will have a great year
working along side Legion Commander Frank Desper and Squadron Commander
Grant Bergeron. I
would like to thank the out going slate of Officers for their time and
conviction to this Organization and being willing to work together to
accomplish all that we did over the last year. In
this Bulletin you will find a copy of the form for submitting recipes to
the Auxiliary Cookbook that the Auxiliary gave permission to be made.
Please only put one recipe on this form. If you need more please
make a copy of the form. Poppy
Days are Friday, May 29, 2009 and Saturday, May 30, 2009. If you have a few
hours available to help us distribute Poppies please show up at the Post
to get the Poppies and go out and distribute the Poppies. Additional
information is at the Grille. Department
Convention is Thursday, June 25
through Sunday, June 28, 2009. The delegates to Convention will be
there to attend meetings and bring back information to the membership.
Hopefully Unit #6 will return with a few awards. The
next Unit meeting will be on Thursday,
May 14, 2009 at 7:00 p.m. I
would like to congratulate our own Richard "Brooksie" Brooks
upon his election as the President of the Central Veterans Council. The
Unit would like to wish Happy 80th Birthday to
Sheila Brooks, Unit
President & District #3 Director A Point
of View I
approached the entrance to Fort Belvoir's medical facility last year as an
old veteran puttered towards me. Easily over 80 years old, stooped
and slow, I barely gave him a second glance because on his heels was
a full bird colonel. As they approached, I rendered a sharp salute and
barked, "Good morning, Sir!".
Because they were heel to toe, I began my salute as the old veteran
was about two paces from me. He immediately came to life!
Transformed by my greeting, he rose to his full height, returned my salute
with pride, and exclaimed, "Good morning captain!".
I was startled, but the full bird behind him was
flabbergasted. The colonel stopped mid-salute, smiled at me
and quietly moved on. As I entered the clinic, the utter beauty of the
encounter preoccupied me. What prompted the old man to assume that I was
saluting him? Perhaps he just thought, "It's about time!"
After all, doesn't a veteran out rank us all? I turned my attention to the
waiting room taking a moment to survey the veterans there. Service
people rushed around, loudspeakers blared, and the bell for the
prescription window kept ringing. It was a whirl of activity and the
older veterans sat quietly on the outside seemingly out of step, patiently
waiting to be seen. Nobody was seeing. My
old friend stayed on my mind. I began to pay attention to the
military's attitude towards its veterans. I witnessed indifference:
Impatient soldiers and airmen plowing over little old ladies at the
commissary; I noticed my own agitation as an older couple cornered me at
the Officer's Club and began reminiscing about their tour in Germany. To
our disgrace, I have also witnessed disdain: At Ramstein Air Base
terminal, an airman was condescending and borderline cruel with a deaf
veteran flying Space Available; An ancient woman wearing a WACS button was
shoved aside by a cadet at the Women's Memorial dedication in D.C.; A member
of the color guard turned away in disgust from a drunk Vietnam vet trying
to talk to him before the Veteran's Day Ceremony at the Vietnam War
Memorial. Have you been to a ceremony at the Wall lately? How about
a Veteran's Day parade in a small town? The crowds are growing
faint. Why do we expect the general public to care if we don't? We
are getting comfortable again. It is not my intention to minimize the
selfless service of our modern military; my comrades are the greatest people
I know. But lately I'm wondering if the public's attitude towards
the military isn't just a reflection of thee active duty military's
attitude towards its own veterans. It's time to ask -- do we regard them,
do we consider them at all? How does our attitude change when the
hero is no longer wearing a uniform? I
was proud to wear my uniform. Can I admit that I thought it was
cool? There is no denying that
there is something about our profession, combined with youth that feeds
the ego a little. We
have all seen a young pilot strut into the Officer's Club with his flight suit
on. He matters; he takes on the room; he knows he can take on the world.
But, one day he will leave his jet for a desk, and eventually he
will have to hang up that flight suit, like a super hero hanging up his cape. How
will we measure his value then? He will no longer look like a pilot,
an officer, a colonel. He'll just look like an old man coming out of
the clinic with his prescription. But,
is he no less a hero? Will anybody remember or care about all the
months he spent away from his newborn daughter while making peace a possibility
in the Balkans? Probably not, our society has a short memory. Maybe
it is not for the protected to understand. Rather, it is my hope
that when a young lieutenant walks by him they will each see themselves
reflected in the other - one's future, the other's past. In that
moment, perhaps, the lieutenant will also see the hero, now disguised as
an old man, and thank him. The
truth is there are heroes in disguise everywhere. I used to wonder
why people would want to chat with me when I was in uniform, telling me about their
four years as a radio operator in Korea. So what? I wasn't
impressed relative to my own experiences. Now I understand that they
were telling me because nobody else cared. Proud of their service,
no matter how limited, and still in love with our country, they were
trying to stay connected. Their
stories were a code for "I understand and appreciate you, can you
appreciate me?" The answer is yes.
I separated from the military in February. I'm out of the
club. Still, I want you to know that I'll attend the parades, visit
the memorials, and honor you while my kids and your kids are watching. Then,
maybe someday when I'm an old woman riding the metro, a young airman will
take a moment of her time to listen to one of my war stories. I, in
turn, will soak in her beauty and strength, and remember. Today as I reflect on my adventures in the Air Force, I'm thinking of that ancient warrior I collided with at Fort Belvoir. I'm wondering where he is, if he's still alive, if it's too late to thank him. I want to start a campaign in his honor - Salute a Veteran. Yes, this started out as a misunderstanding on my part. But, now I get it. That day was the first time in my life that I really understood what it meant to salute someone. Dear veteran, I recognize and hail you! I do understand what I have and what you have given to make it possible. So I'm wondering if we meet on the street again. May I salute you? |
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