Sunday, November 15, 2009

Agent Orange Balloon release to remember the fallen from deadly killer

Over the years I've come into contact with so many people working on making the lives better for our veterans. Shelia and Henry have dedicated their work to keeping the veterans exposed to Agent Orange from being forgotten. They are an amazing couple. Please click on their links to see pictures from around the country on this balloon launch they did with orange balloons.


Agent Orange Balloon release


Links to Various slideshows & Pictures

Pictures & Slideshow from Gibson City, Illinois

Delaware Valley Vietnam Veterans Slideshow

REDHORSE Association, Tim Teney
Littleton, Colorado

Links to News & Media Coverage
WCIA TV station in Champaign, Illinois
(Gibson City)
Reno, Nevada Local News Video

KTVN News Channel 2 Reno, Nevada
(Video includes Veterans Story)

Toledo, Ohio ABC News Coverage

Fox News Channel 12 Toledo, Ohio

Agent Orange Victims & Widows Support Network
Home Of The Agent Orange Quilt Of Tearshttp://www.agentorangequiltoftears.com/

Sacrifice is meaningless without remembrance

Wasn’t the Bad Man a Soldier? child asks after Fort Hood

“Wasn’t the Bad Man a Soldier?”
Posted on November 15th, 2009
by Carissa Picard in Op-ed, Texas News, US Government News, US News, crime, military

I live in a housing village on Fort Hood. On November 4th, at approximately 1:30 PM, the emergency alarms went off. I was expecting to hear that this was a test of the “Emergency Alert System.” Instead, I heard, “Attention. Seek shelter immediately. Close all doors and windows. Turn off all ventilation systems. Seek shelter immediately. Close all doors and windows. Turn off all ventilation systems.” Then the alarms went off again. And again. Every fifteen minutes.
A great deal of confusion followed For the next two hours there were many rumors about what was happening, including a shooting at the PX and in one of the villages. My husband, who was off-post with our children (who thankfully got out of school at 1 PM that day and were with him) was unable to come on post as it was on lock down. He called me and insisted that I not only stay in the house but that I stay on the second floor and away from the windows.
Around 6:30 PM, Fort Hood lifted the lock down that had prevented anyone from entering or leaving. From CNN, I learned the details of the mass murder that had occurred less than 15 minutes away from our home at the place my husband had visited on numerous occasions in preparation for his tour to Iraq and as part of his reintegration upon his unit’s return.
As soon as the news began covering the shooting, I started receiving emails and phone calls from people who were worried about me. People I barely know have extended their thoughts and prayers to me and my family. I have not responded to 99 percent of these people, including family. I have not talked about the shooting since it occurred. I have talked about the shooter, Major Hasan, but not about the shooting itself.
Today, ten days later, I went to the shoppette with another spouse who lives about six houses down the street from me. The first thing I saw when I entered the store was two racks of this week’s TIME magazine with Major Hasan’s military photo on the cover, life-sized and large. It was like being punched in the stomach. My first reaction was disgust. Then anger. I turned to my friend and told her, “I don’t even talk about what happened! Who the hell are they to talk about it?” So naturally I had to buy the magazine and find out what they had to say.
(You know what? If no magazine was making the shooting an issue, that probably would have upset me, too. It is all very confusing.)
This got me thinking about why I don’t talk about the shooting. People keep asking me if I am okay. I don’t know how to answer that question. Yes? No? Maybe? This is a loaded question for those of us who have to answer it.
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PTSD, unlock so you can unload

PTSD, unlock so you can unload
by
Chaplain Kathie

First know who were and why you were that way.

As a kid your Mom told you "you're a good kid" and she said that for a reason. You were the type to always help her and your dad, the younger brothers and sisters and usually even your cousins.
You helped out the elderly neighbor when no one else wanted to bother at all.
You were the first one friends told their troubles to because they knew you cared and would not attack them for telling you what they would tell no one else.
Everyone you came into contact with, you cared about. You may not have agreed with them or even liked them but you cared about them. The "good kid" your mom saw in you was because of the compassion you were born with.

That pull inside of you to help out when someone was in need came from your soul and you were always doing things to make someone happy or feel better because it made you feel happy just to help.

As you grew older, your compassion fueled great courage. You joined the military, the National Guards and said "send me" to go where few others were willing to. After September 11th when this nation was attacked, you said you wanted to go and defend this country so that it would not happen again. Just as generations before went because their country decided to get involved in wars, most enlisted willingly. Even the soldiers drafted into service found it within them to use their compassion and their courage to take care of someone else.

It is this same compassion where your caring nature came from that PTSD found a way in to wound the part of your brain where your emotions live. When you walked away as a survivor, you walked away with the pain from others on top of your own. You walked away with guilt wondering why you did not die or what you should have done to save someone you believe you could have.

Some veterans are not done serving and they use their skills, courage and compassion to take care of others by their careers. They enter into law enforcement, fire departments as employees or volunteers and emergency services. Some veterans have mild PTSD and if treated, it does not get worse, they can go on with their lives, working, keeping families and learning how to cope with what cannot be healed, finding peace with it.

For others, working is impossible because the wound cut them too deeply or there were traumatic events followed by more traumatic events crushing them. Their families fall apart because no one understands what changed and they assume the worst that the veteran has gone from "good kid" to uncaring monster. They ended up doing more harm to the veteran when they may have wanted to help but just didn't know how to.

When you know what is at the root of PTSD, you begin to understand the fact you can heal with help. When you have help from your family and friends because they understand the pain you came home with, you can share the load to make it easier to carry instead of everything in your life falling apart. It's not that you want to share graphic stories with them and it is not that you have to talk to them about that aspect at all. That's what the professionals are there for. What you can talk about is what you are feeling inside so they understand the "good kid" they always knew is alive still but now needs their help to surface again.

You were there when they needed you because you cared about them. Give them the chance to do the same for you. You saw no shame in them needing help, and they will see no shame in you needing it from them. Help them to understand and stop trying to hide it acting like "normal" when they can see right through you. The only thing you are hiding from them is the reason for the changes in the way you act.

Army Sends Infant to Protective Services, Mom to Afghanistan

Army Sends Infant to Protective Services, Mom to Afghanistan
Friday 13 November 2009

by: Dahr Jamail Inter Press Service
Ventura, California - US Army Specialist Alexis Hutchinson, a single mother, is being threatened with a military court-martial if she does not agree to deploy to Afghanistan, despite having been told she would be granted extra time to find someone to care for her 11-month-old son while she is overseas.
Hutchinson, of Oakland, California, is currently being confined at Hunter Army Airfield near Savannah, Georgia, after being arrested. Her son was placed into a county foster care system.
Hutchinson has been threatened with a court martial if she does not agree to deploy to Afghanistan on Sunday, Nov. 15. She has been attempting to find someone to take care of her child, Kamani, while she is deployed overseas, but to no avail.
According to the family care plan of the U.S. Army, Hutchinson was allowed to fly to California and leave her son with her mother, Angelique Hughes of Oakland.
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http://www.truthout.org/1114098
linked from RawStory

Police officer helps Vietnam vet get new home and real welcome home

We see the crowds cheer when a veteran comes home today. We see them respectfully line the street as a flag draped coffin is carried to the fallen's place of rest. We saw the outpouring of support for the soldiers and families following the atrocity at Fort Hood. We see the best we can give them as a nation today but what the Vietnam veterans came home to was a much different nation.


Photo by Hayley Kappes
League City code enforcement officer Chris Torres, right, hands Vietnam veteran Jim Stepanski the keys to his new trailer on Willow Lane. Stepanski’s old home sustained irreparable damage from hurricanes Rita and Ike.



City workers get Vietnam vet new home

By Leigh Jones
The Daily News
Published November 15, 2009

LEAGUE CITY — Vietnam veteran Jim Stepanski’s trailer on Willow Lane became unlivable after water damage from hurricanes Rita and Ike caused the walls to peel and wore holes in the floor.

Mold coated the interior. Rats and raccoons infested the structure.

Stepanski, 61, lived in the trailer until a local police officer and fellow Vietnam veteran decided to take action.

City employees officially gave Stepanski the keys to a new trailer Saturday afternoon. His new home sits on the site where his former trailer was.

League City police officer William Gates made a welfare check on Stepanski on June 1 after a family member could not reach the man on his birthday. Gates and Stepanski talked for a while about their war experiences, especially the disconnect from society they felt upon returning home. The two shared an instant bond.

“We’re from a forgotten era,” Gates said. “When I came home in 1970, I was screamed at and spit on. Police officers told me not to wear my uniform in public because it would cause an uproar.”


His worst injury was invisible to the human eye. Stepanski withdrew from society and lived alone for years after returning from combat as a way to deal with the horrible memories of war that haunted him. Large crowds and constant loud noises still cause him to suffer panic attacks, he said.

“I now realize that what I had was post-traumatic stress disorder,” Stepanski said. “Back then my doctors just told me to put the war behind me and try to forget about it. There was no counseling for it back then.”

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City workers get Vietnam vet new home



This is one case of a Vietnam veteran, Officer William Gates, taking care of a brother. This is what is greatest about these veterans and most of the country will never know how much they have been involved with what is being done for veterans today. This at the same time they are finally discovering what was eating them alive has a name, a reason and a way to be healed.

There are still Vietnam veterans learning about PTSD from their own adult children. The newer generation connected to others across the country know far more than most of Vietnam veterans but they only understand it from the perspective of their own generation. They may have heard stories about the way Vietnam veterans were treated. Some would believe them, others would dismiss them. What cannot be dismissed is the fact had it not been for Vietnam veterans coming back, enduring all, risking all, fighting for all the benefits related to PTSD, this nation would look like a much different place for the newer veterans. Consider this the next time you read about how hard it is for our veterans and remember, it would a lot worse had it not been for those who were neglected and mistreated the most.