Immediately after drilling, they disassembled their guns just to put them back together moments later. Following these grueling tasks, the soldiers would learn how to shoot their weapons and how to clean them after use. The training lasted eight weeks with the additional occasional weekend duty of cleaning the bathrooms and cooking in the kitchen. Soon after my grandfather got out of basic training he went into A.I.T training, which is Advanced Infantry Training. Here my grandfather was able to shoot a variety of guns, such as rifles, pistols, and light machine guns. He was also able to use hand grenades and shoot at different distances with rocket launchers and grenade launchers. This A.I.T training was an additional eight weeks of training. Altogether, the U.S spent a little over 16 weeks preparing the American soldier for a different kind of warfare. One moment of relaxation was allowed; the soldiers were allowed to see their family and loved ones before going off to Vietnam. After saying their "good-byes" and "I love yous" it was time for them to start a journey into unknown territory in South East Asia.
At four p.m. my grandfather left Ohio for the base in Oakland. When he arrived at nine p.m., he was told that the 1st Cavalry would be staying overnight. At five a.m., he took a flight to Hawaii where he landed at 10 a.m. He had an hour to get food and drinks along with being able to smoke his cigarettes. When it was time to get back on a plane, it was for 19 additional hours of flying to get to Vietnam. Landing on Vietnamese soil was a challenge within itself. The temperature was a grueling 128 degrees, not to mention with the standard army uniform on. When they got the chance to see the barracks, they were stunned. The living conditions in Vietnam for U.S soldiers were very rough. The barracks were crowded and hot, and most of the time my grandfather wasn't able to sleep due to the fact that where he was sleeping was the smallest barrack in the base.
I feel that this is especially true with regard to my grandfather, who recently passed away. ... My grandfather was a strong, courageous fighter. ... When my grandfather married my grandmother, he also took on the responsibility of raising four teenagers. ... Diagnostic tests confirmed that my grandfather had Stage IV aggressive lymphoma. ... My grandfather became so weak that he could not eat or talk. ...
As they entered the hospital, my grandfather felt very dizzy. ... This was the case for my grandfather. ... My grandfather was unconscious the whole time. ... My grandfather's brain was injured irreversibly. ... Bryn Mawr brought my grandfather back. ...
This has painted my life with different hues than others. The commitment to give back to one's country began with my grandfather, Owen Paul, Texas A&M class of 41 and corp. member. ... Likewise my father chose to fight for our country in another war. ... His war stories have been included in several other books on Vietnam. ... Besides my grandfather, my cousin Max G, class of 98 and my older sister, Janet B, class of 04 made A&M their home. ...
The Last Holiday I Shared With My Grandfather In April, of 1987, was the last holiday I was to share with my grandfather. ... I was only one years old at the time, but by the way my grandmother reveals this story, I feel as if can remember seeing the warm smile that my grandfather wore upon his face. ... My grandmother tells me that she didn't quite understand what he meant at the time, but six months later on November,11,1987, my grandfather passed away from a bleeding ulcer. ... Even though I never held a real conversation with him and was only one years old when he died, my grand...
My Grandfather Oster's parents (my great-grandparents) came to the U.S. in early 1900's and settled in upstate New York. ... They met on the boat to Ellis Island, and since my Great-Grandfather Oster was a very smart man, he had learned to speak some English in college. ... This was started when my Great-Grandfather Oster became a dentist, and passed the business down to his oldest son, Jack, my grandfather. ... Most of my grandfather's ancestors were born in America, although the first settlers were English and Dutch. My ancestors on my Grandfather Chamberlins side were some ...
This quote by Steven Grellet is framed in a plaque on the wall of my late grandfather's bedroom. These words represented importance to my grandfather, Marcus Balll, because this was the way he lived his life. ... My grandfather's legacy of kindness and honesty toward others makes me proud to be his grandaughter. Even now that two years have passed, there isn't a day that goes by that I dont' think of the wonderful gifts and amazing acts my grandfather did that will help me along my journey through life. ... He is a true hero for me, my grandfa...
My uncle Raul, told me stories about their childhood in Mexico, and of the time when my grandfather bought the land that they own now. After listening to all of my uncle Raul's stories, I asked my aunt Antonia if she could show me the land that my uncle was referring to. ... Both my uncle and my grandfather told me the story of when my grandpa first bought his ranch. ... The first thing that came to my mind when I saw the field was my grandfather's story. ... My grandfather discovered it a very long time ago. ...
I called a few of my close friends to help me set-up my house. ... The officer arrested me, put me in handcuffs, and took me to their headquarters in Medina, while my friends drive my car back to my house only to wait for my parents to return to find out I had been arrested. ... Fortunately, my friend Zack was sober to drive the car back to my house. ... All I really remember was blowing into a large breathalyzer machine at the Medina headquarters and my grandfather and dad coming to pick me up. ... I cleaned up my act and changed my ways for the better. ...
How to start a story that has no beginning or end? ... Like many parents before mine, and many who do the same for their children after my passage through this world is over, my story is no different from any other story of a boy who grew up in a distant country in South America during a military dictatorship, and a father recently retired after a long and successful military career. ... My grandfather, Antonio, who I never had the opportunity to meet and with whom everyone said I shared a great physical resemblance, died when I was still a baby. ... As my mother always said that my father wa...
