Another Band of Brothers (Updated from 2/7/2015)

In one of his last newsletters, Mike Ranney wrote: "In thinking back on the days of Easy Company, I'm treasuring my remark to a grandson who asked, 'Grandpa, were you a hero in the war?' No, I answered, but I served in a company of heroes."  
-- Stephen E. Ambrose, "Band of Brothers: E Company, 506th Regiment, 101st Airborne from Normandy to Hitler's Eagle's Nest"

Last night I found myself, as I do most every Friday evening, at Pass Cigars.  It isn't that I go there to smoke the occasional cigar, which I do, or to sample tap beer from the Gulf Coast, not found in most establishments along the Mississippi gulf coast, which I do. A couple of these beers are so rich and dark, with chocolate, coffee, or citrus flavor, you can only drink one or two. The price for this "treat" will set you back a bit more than Budweiser, but they are definitely worth the price of admission.

Pass Cigars is one of only a few places, near the main street in our sleepy town, where you can get a beer.  My other choice would be Bacchus on the Beach.  Bacchus has bartenders who are friendly and remember you.  Of course, I max tip, which helps.  The crowd, at Bacchus, seems to be middle-aged middle class, with a smattering of younger and older.  I've seen a couple of pretty single ladies cruising this particular bar scene, that need to learn that outfits of dark leotards, boots, and a baggy sweater aren't even enticing bait for a man my age.  "Cougars" still dress to impress, however, when the weather permits.  But, this is what you find in a sleepy little town on the Gulf Coast of Mississippi.

One night, in early February 2015, I found the crowd, sitting at the short bar, populated with a jarhead, a grunt, and a zoomie (like me).  The owner's husband, another Marine, rounded out our little "band of brothers."  It was an evening of stories; stories of battlefields, and bistros, military fathers and grandfathers, the fatherly discipline of family, and old school discipline of military basic training; stories of life, death, love, and patriotism; stories of sacrifice and faith, and underlying it all, the story of God.  There exists a camaraderie among the military "family" that few, except perhaps first responders, can understand.  It is a willingness to die for the soldier next to you, to die for a patriotic ideal, to die for those people you don't know but represent everything we are... or hope to be. 

"I praise God that I live in a nation that is protected by soldiers, both men and women, who wake up every morning with just one goal in mind: to fight for freedom. Because of what they do the United States of America remains free. Soldiers spend many days, weeks, months and even years away from their loved ones to meet this goal. The love that they have is unfailing, and it is displayed by their bravery and dedication."

-- Pamela Rose Williams

We drank beer, lit up stogies, laughed, cried, and offered up a toast blessing these United States of America.  We were black and white, Baptist and Catholic, democrat and republican, Army, Marine, and Air Force.  And, even though we were not graced with the Navy and Coast Guard, that stop in from time to time, there, for a few hours in a small, smoke-filled bar, there existed another "band of brothers."  I think we all accepted that the absent "squids" and "coasties" were there with us, in spirit.

“Everyday US Marines make possible the impossible and then go about their business like it's just the way things are supposed to be.”

-- Mark W. Boyer

There is a saying in the Marine Corps, made famous by Master Sergeant Paul Woyshner during a barroom argument, "Once a Marine, always a Marine!"  This is very true, but it goes beyond the Marine Corps.  It goes to the heart of every patriot, to ever serve their country, "Once a soldier, always a soldier."  For those of us that have been blessed to serve with other nations, or to socially "bump into" our military adversaries, one can even say it crosses national and political boundaries.  

There is an unspoken code of honor among the true military, or there was; I'm not sure anymore.  I know that, for my generation, and those that went before, we weren't always ready to set aside differences and find common ground, but it would happen anyway, if only for a short while, in settings not unlike that at Cigars.  I have been graced with memories of drinks with foreign military members where the language barrier crumbled under the weight of beer, vodka, whiskey, and laughter.  These were people, like us, not afraid to lay it all on the line; to sacrifice all to protect an imaginary line in the sand, a way of life, or a belief; people that would jump on a grenade, with little hesitation, to save their comrades.

"They've got us surrounded again, the poor bastards."

-- Creighton W. Abrams

Would I do it all over again?  At 70, if they called me back to service, I would run, well... walk rapidly, to the calling, as many of us would.  It is a hard emotion to explain, but I think it is one that can be felt by those standing on the outside looking in.  If you ever have the opportunity to witness a "band of brothers" at your local watering hole, especially if they're retired or veterans, wander on over and listen.  I'll just bet you'll be able to feel it.  "It" is pride and knowledge that you have actually been that part of something greater than yourself; a love of family and country, a love of God.  It is an overwhelming feeling of patriotism and faith that cuts through all boundaries to define those that truly serve.

I cannot wait for next Friday.  Oorah!

“If you have no capacity for violence then you are a healthy productive citizen: a sheep. If you have a capacity for violence and no empathy for your fellow citizens, then you have defined an aggressive sociopath–a wolf. But what if you have a capacity for violence, and a deep love for your fellow citizens? Then you are a sheepdog, a warrior, someone who is walking the hero’s path. Someone who can walk into the heart of darkness, into the universal human phobia, and walk out unscathed.”

-- Dave Grossman, Lt Col, U.S. Army (Ret.)

 

Editor's Note

(Re: disclaimer cum "get out of jail free" card)

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I fervently hope that we keep open and active minds when reading opinions and while engaging in peaceful and constructive discussion, in an arena of mutual respect, concerning those opinions put forth. After over twenty years with military intelligence, I have come to believe engaging each other in this manner and in this arena is the way we will learn tolerance and respect for differing beliefs, cultures, and viewpoints.

We all fall from grace, some more often than others; it is part of being human. God's test for us is what we learn from the experience, and what we do afterward.

Pastor Tony spent 22 years with the United States Air Force Intelligence as a planner, analyst, briefer, instructor, and, finally, a senior manager. He spent 17 years, following his service career, working with the premier, world-renowned, Western Institutional Review Board helping to protect the rights of human subjects involved in pharmaceutical research.

Ordained 1n 2013 as an "interfaith" minister, he founded the Congregation for Religious Tolerance in response to intolerance shown by Christians toward peaceful Islam. As the weapon for his war on intolerance he chose the pen, and wages his "battle" in the guise of the Congregation's official online blog, The Path, of which he is both author and editor. "The Path" offers a vehicle for commentary and guidance concerning one's own personal, spiritual, path toward peace and the final destination for us all. He currently resides in Pass Christian, Mississippi, where he volunteered as the lead chaplain at a regional medical center.

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