|Me as young man....|
Do I miss being cold and wet in the dark of the wee hours of the morning lying prone in a puddle waiting for something that may or may not happen to occur? No. Do I miss being away from family and friends with the possibility of being called off to some far off place never to return? No. Do I miss being around others in similar situation that all have a common bond....yes.
|Getting to be middle age me....|
|Older "civvie" me staring middle age in the face and looking forward to what's next...|
I think this happens to a lot of veterans from all over the services. As the means or type of relevance a person has to an organization dwindle so does any feelings of connection or nostalgia to it. Before you know it you're lumped into this big melting pot title of "veteran" that includes people from all branches and specialities that you have absolutely no connection or common thread with. Sometimes you can build on the fact that you are all at least in the same group by joining the VFW, Amvets, American Legion or other groups, but really, what do you have in common? Especially here in the "big city" where active posts are few and far between (I have looked and cannot find any near where I am at) its really not an option for me. Seeing how the same soldiers are being deployed over and over and over, as opposed to vast quantities of new veterans being created as in WW2 and such, I do not see a huge increase in the roles on these organizations bringing them back to their post WW2 glories.
|Posse time last year....me and Mark chilling waiting for the sun to set at camp...|
Thank God for the Posse, that group of guys I get to hang with a few times a year on the range with a camping trip thrown in for good measure...maybe even a breakfast once in a while at Bob Evans too. Made up of a lot of guys I used to serve with in the Ohio guard and some other faces that are vouched for by those I served with. Solid Americans....every one of them. We sit and discuss the "old times" and current events, much about how we lament the way things have become and are seemingly going. They are my legion, my "kindred spirits" of a common root, the ones I can relate to because we all marched the same path at the same time.
So I guess the answer to the original question asked "do I miss it?"....yeah, I miss it...but less and less as time goes on.
Posse camp in 2 weeks.....