Who is your personal military hero?

My Momma. :)

Her unconditional love never wavers. Her support never wanes.

My father, miss that guy everyday!

LTC (Join to see). My heros are ordinary people who volunteered to operate most often unarmed alone under conditions of extreme risk of capture, torture, or death without protections ordinarily accorded to any uniformed prisoner of war. My heros are our prisoners of war who remain faithful and loyal under even the most arduous of circumstances. My heros are partisans striking back at powerful foreign invaders with whatever weapons they may have at hand. My heros are oppressed minorities rising up against insurmountable odds and executing mass escape by rushing labor camp guards and fences under withering machine gun fire. My heros are pilots, crews, doctors, nurses, medics, corpsmen, and others who risk their lives to rescue, diagnose, treat, and ease the suffering of others. My heros are scientists and engineers who conceive, design, and produce technologies to detect and defeat overwhelmingly superior forces. My heros are brave men and women who pick up their weapons to protect us from enemy forces. Most of my heros cannot be individually identified or given any public acknowledgement or award for their critical / vital contributions to the demise of totalitarian states and the rise national and international peace, security, stability, and public welfare.

Warmest Regards, Sandy

LTC (Join to see) LTC Stephen C. CMDCM Gene Treants SSG Paul Forel

My Grandfather; Stanley Merell Kuhn on the right in both photos.
He served somewhere in WW2 and came back a quiet man with many stories, he then moved off grid at the age of 55 and left everyone behind. He would come back to civilization on a Sunday just to visit family once a month or so.
He stayed until he could no longer be alone at the age of 80, living off the land, eating wild and growing his own food...he was and still is my total hero in everything he was as a person, father, grandfather and human being.
RIP Pappy Kuhn!

Almost too many to chose. But probably the late DSC recipient MAJ(R) Dick Meadows. At 20 y/o the Army's youngest MSG during the Korean War, Reconnaissance Team leader in Vietnam with 13 prisoner snatches, a HALO pioneer, the first Vietnam War direct commission to CPT, Assault Force Commander at Son-Tay, and as a civilian led reconnaissance efforts in Tehran prior to EAGLE CLAW. Yet, as he was dying he regretted that he hadn't done enough.
"We're Americans. Keep your heads down. We're Americans. Get on the floor. This is a rescue. We'll be in your cells in a minute."
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_J._Meadows
http://soldiersystems.net/2013/05/16/a-man-among-men-major-richard-meadows/

A great tribute to your dad and a reminder to all of our Vietnam veterans who unfortunately didn't get the respect that we get today.

CSM Basil Plumley

Thank you sharing a memory of your father with us.I have never had anyone in my family in the military and I am the first to enlist and serve my country.
Now it seems like I open a new door to my family by showing that its more then okay its is a honor to enlist and serve your country.

Mine would be my grandfather who served with the U S Army Air Force/8th Air Force/2nd Air Division/14th Bomb Wing/492nd Bomb Group (Heavy). He was a navigator on a B-24 Liberator during WWII. We were called out this past year because he was quite ill. Family was gathered around him singing Wild Blue Yonder as he slipped away. The Air Force rendered the military honors at the funeral. My boys and I represented the Army in ASUs. The local VFW was kind enough to send out their team to fire the volleys. I know he would have been very proud that day. I really miss my hero.

My Grandfather, Roy A. Crumrine. First Lieutenant here, in Europe and he's wearing a CIB, so gotta be late Summer of 1944. Metz was 7 September and he was a Captain by then, so this probably August, perhaps near Fontainbleau given the terrain in the background. He was commander of F Co, 2-10th Infantry Rgt., 5th Infantry Division. His Battalion Commander credited him with the fall of Metz.

He was born in Kansas and left school during the 6th grade to help his family during the depression. Migrated to the Chicago area doing all manner of jobs including playing AA baseball. After the war he returned to be a construction contractor and finish carpenter. He operated a Ford dealership for a time. Eventually he worked for his community in Illinois as Water and Sewer Commissioner. Retired to Florida in the 80's with my grandmother. Somewhere in there 6 kids, 15 grandchildren, 23 (and counting) great-grandchildren.

He passed in early 2001.