There was one final post that every dog saw alone, without his handler at his side. Over 4,000 dogs were sent by the combined US military to work in Viet Nam. Approximately 200 were brought back to the States at the conclusion of the festivities over there.
Another 300 - 500 dogs were killed in action during those years. A few more were turned over to the South Vietnamese military as the US withdrew. The remaining dogs, over 3,000 of them, were euthanized.
As I saw on another page, all the dogs asked for was food, water, and the care and affection of their handlers. We knew when we were over there that regardless of the bond that was forged between us and our dogs, that the dog would stay behind, that a new handler would be assigned after we returned to the states. I don't know if any of us thought all the way ahead to the final solution. Maybe it was the nature of the war, the way no end was ever in sight. The two sides would continue to trade real estate for lives, but the war wouldn’t end and the dogs would continue to have posts to guard. Either way, in the end we were not able to keep them out of harms way when they faced their most formidable enemy. The same government that trained them and sent them to war.
We also were kept ignorant of the Pentagon's perception of the War-Dogs. That being that they were just assets much like a jeep, a barracks building, or the leash that tethered us together. And exactly like the pictures we all saw on the news during the fall of Saigon, assets without use are discarded like so many helicopters shoved over the side of a carrier.
We'd like to think that the Pentagon has learned, that in this kinder, gentler time 30+ years later it wouldn't happen the same way that another solution would be found. But sadly that's not the case. The recently dedicated memorial in Riverside, CA proves that. It was originally planned that the memorial would be a natural for Arlington, possibly near The Wall and the Viet Nam Memorial. That the War Dog would symbolically guard our fellow vets in death as they did in life.
But the word came down that No, the War Dog is an asset and memorials in our National Cemeteries are not dedicated to assets. Arlington is no place for a memorial to the jeep, or the War Dog. Maybe someplace more directly connected to dogs in the military might be more appropriate.
So, now there is a memorial at March AFB, Riverside, CA. And another ibFort Benning, an Army base in Georgia. And there are the memories in our hearts.
They were our colleagues, our friends, and our companions in arms. We miss them, honor their memory, and herein salute them.
well, it seems the hits just keep on comin. my husband goes in for double by-pass surgery in a couple of weeks and in the midst of my preparing i was laid off from my rather mundane job. *sighs*.
i'm confident it could be worse. the day i found out about the lay off i tossed myself a pity party and moved on. it seems to pale in significance compared to taking care of him and restoring him to his health.
still missing knowing my lil brother isn't around to hear my rant. his wife has moved to another town and seems to be settling in very well. my mother on the otherhand seems to take great relish in her grief. stagnating she tends to refuse to move on.
Murray was her baby and her special angel child. i understand, though it saddens me. she has lost a huge hunk of herself when he died, i doubt she will ever regain it.
its been a difficult row to hoe. lots of sadness. lots of grief to work through. my faith as a pagan has served me in such strength! i feel so blessed.
the most stressful part of my new low paying job is the commute.
i'm still trying to help my mom and sis-n-law heal a bit.
We'll it's been a while since i updated everyone. i suppose the biggest news is that after what can only be termed as a 13 yr. engagement i finally got dragged kicking and screaming to the last instant to the alter.
i have to admit, i'm thinking that some things might have improved since the neuptials (course its only been a little bit over 2 wks). who knows.
there is a very, very good chance that i may have a job. with the exception of the commute (16.7 miles), i get the sense they are paying me to keep me away from a computer! this could go either way. like most things i'm 'guardedly optimistic'.
anxious to re-claim my house after the holidays.
shocked and amazed my family with the speed i can spend a Barnes and Noble gift card by ordering my first two Solitary Wicca books and a new deck of tarot cards.