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Thursday, November 12, 2009

FW: Red Shirt Fridays

 
 
Subject:  Red Shirts On Fridays
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 

Red  Shirts
 
If the red shirt thing is new to you, read below how it went for a man.


Last week, while traveling to Chicago on business, I noticed a Marine sergeant traveling with a folded flag, but did not put two and two together.

After we boarded our flight, I turned to the sergeant, who'd been invited to sit in First Class (across from me), and inquired if he was heading home.

No, he responded.
Heading out I asked?

No.  I'm escorting a soldier home.

Going to pick him up?

No. He is with me right now.  He was killed in Iraq , I'm taking him home to his family.

The realization of what he had been asked to do hit me like a punch to the gut. It was an honor for him. He told me that, although he didn't know the soldier, he had delivered the news of his passing to the soldier's family and felt as if he knew them after many conversations in so few days.  

I turned back to him, extended my hand, and said, Thank you for doing what you do so my family and I can do what we do.  

Upon landing in Chicago the pilot stopped short of the gate and made the following announcement over the intercom.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to note that we have had the honor of having Sergeant Steeley of the United States Marine Corps join us on this flight. He is escorting a fallen comrade back home to his family. I ask that you please remain in your seats when we open the forward door to allow Sergeant Steeley to deplane and receive his fellow soldier. We will then turn off the seat belt sign."

Without a sound, all went as requested. I noticed the sergeant saluting the casket as it was brought off the plane, and his action made me realize that I am proud to be an American.

So here's a public Thank You to our military Men and Women for what you do so we can live the way we do.

Red Fridays

Very soon, you will see a great many people wearing Red every Friday. The reason? Americans who support our troops used to be called the "silent majority."  We are no longer silent, and are voicing our love for God, country and home in record breaking numbers. We are not organized, boisterous or overbearing.

Many Americans, like you, me and all our friends, simply want to recognize that the vast majority of America supports our troops. Our idea of showing solidarity and support for our troops with dignity and respect starts this Friday -- and continues each and every Friday until the troops all come home, sending a deafening message that ... Every red-blooded American who supports our men and women a far, will wear something red.

By word of mouth, press, & TV -- let's make the United States on every Friday a sea of red much like a homecoming football game in the bleachers. If every one of us who loves this country will share this with acquaintances, coworkers, friends, and family, it will not be long before the USA is covered in RED and it will let our troops know the once "silent" majority is on their side more than ever, certainly more than the media lets on.

The first thing a soldier says when asked "What can we do to make things better for you?" is. "We need your support and your prayers." Let's get the word out and lead with class and dignity, by example, and wear something red every Friday.

IF YOU AGREE  -- THEN PLEASE SEND THIS ON.


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Salem, Oregon, United States
I am married; 5 kids and 7 grandkids. We traveled alot while I was growing up. Life as a kid was a combination of The Sand Lot, Stand By Me, Radio Flyer and American Graffiti. After high school we moved to Silverton, OR where I met Jean on August 10th, 1970. We married in 1971 and have been most happy together ever since. We started having kids right away. We lived in a commune for awhile in the seventies. I went to college, worked in construction and deconstruction, worked as a taxi driver, bus driver, school bus driver, truck driver, warehouse manager, food service cook, cannery worker, certified medical aide, direct care and indirect care, recreation therapist, girls softball coach, soccer coach, Special Olympics coach for basketball and bowling. I have done some acting and singing. I have worked on March-of-dimes campaigns. I was union steward and shift supervisor. My art work is developing. I am hoping to spend a lot more time in that area of my life. Staying healthy and active these days.