Here’s One of Our Most Honorable…
Nobody Reports
After yesterday’s rant, I thought this would be a good uplifting piece to post. It’s from my very liberal, but very patriotic liberal friend. (Thanks to JR)
Captain Ed Freeman
You’re a 19 year old kid. You’re critically wounded and dying in the jungle somewhere in the Central Highlands of Viet Nam. It’s November 11, 1967. LZ (landing zone) X-ray. Your unit is outnumbered 8-1 and the enemy fire is so intense from 100 yards away, that your CO (commanding officer) has ordered the MedEvac helicopters to stop coming in.
You’re lying there, listening to the enemy machine guns and you know you’re not getting out. You’re family is half way around the world, 12,000 miles away, and you’ll never see them again. As the world starts to fade in and out, you know this is the day.
Then-over the machine gun noise-you faintly hear that sound of a helicopter. You look up to see a Huey coming in. But…It doesn’t seem real because no MedEvac markings are on it.
Captain Ed Freeman is coming in for you. He’s not MedEvac so it’s not his job, but he heard the radio call and decided he’s flying his Huey down into the machine gun fire anyway.
Even after the MedEvacs were ordered not to come. He’s coming anyway. And he drops it in and sits there in the machine gun fire, as they load 3 of you at a time on board.
Then he flies you up and out through the gunfire to the doctors and nurses and safety. And he kept coming back, 13 more times! Until all the wounded were out.
No one knew until the mission was over that Captain had been hit 4 times in the legs and left arm. He took 29 of you and your buddies out that day. Some would have not made it without the Captain and his Huey.
Medal of Honor Recipient Captain Ed Freeman, United States Air Force, died last Wednesday at the age of 70, in Boise, Idaho. May God Bless and Rest HIs Soul.
I bet you didn’t hear about this hero’s passing. Shame on the American media.
Nobody Notes: this email is old…but it’s still worth noting.
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I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
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You can email me at joyanna_adams@yahoo.com
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