Remembrance Day

by Nice_Dream 5 Replies latest jw friends

  • Nice_Dream

    Being raised as a JW, I didnt pay much attention to Remembrance Day. I didnt agree with war, why would I commemorate it? But I always felt disrespectful when I declined to wear a poppy like everyone else. Most of my friends had Grandfathers and Great Grandfathers who fought in WW1 or WW2 and this was a day for them to remember their family members and the sacrifices they made for our country.

    Today, for the first time, I asked my Grandmother to tell me about her Father who served in WW2. She told me his name, and how he left his wife and 4 young children behind to land on the beaches of Normandy. And about how he was injured in Italy and was stuck in the mud up to his neck for days before he was found and came home with shrapnel in his spine. The doctors were afraid he'd be paralyzed if they removed it.

    And I learned about my Great Great Grandfather, who served in World War 1, and was killed near Passchendaele where he was shelled down while building a water supply line. He is buried in Belgium with thousands of others.

    Today, I am thankful to be free from the Watchtower. I am so thankful for all those who serve and have served. And I am proud to remember.

  • new hope and happiness
    new hope and happiness

    I agree 100%.

    Least we forget, is now a generation that needs to be informed.

  • fulltimestudent

    Yes! we should be informed.

    Injuries and death in WW1 were horrific, but gross horror, consider this report of damage to American soldiers in Afghanistan cause by IEDs. But when feeling sick at the thought of these injuries, remember that the concept of an IED, is just a variation on the concept of mines, which still blow kids bodies apart.

    We Sent Them to Brutal Wars: Now, the Untold Story
    Of What Happens When Soldiers Come Home

    A powerful scene in the US Hospital at Bagram base, excerpted from "They Were Soldiers: How the Wounded Return from America's Wars—The Untold Story"

    The following is an excerpt from Ann Jones' new book, They Were Soldiers: How the Wounded Return from America's Wars—The Untold Story (Haymarket Books / Dispatch Books, 2013). Jones' new book takes us on a powerful journey from the devastating moment an American soldier is first wounded in rural Afghanistan to his return home for recovery. This excerpt picks up at Ann Jones' visit to Craig Hospital, a Level III Trauma Center at Bagram Airforce Base in Afghanistan. Craig Hospital is often the first serious medical stop on the "medevac pathway" that sends critically wounded soldiers to Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany and the US for further extensive treatment.

    At Bagram the three orthopedic surgeons work 14-hour days at a minimum with one night on call, the next night on backup, and the third night, if they’re lucky, asleep. When I talked with them in 2011 they were riding a long wave of wounds, and it was still spring. The winter when fighting falls off was just passing, and in summer they knew everything would be worse.

    The catastrophic blasts brought other surgical specialties to Bagram. The explosions seemed to everyone only to get more powerful and the wounds more extensive. Blasts now regularly rose into the perineal area, where the two legs meet, to smash genitals and into the pelvic cavity to pulverize soft tissue and sever intricate bodily systems. In response to a surge of such catastrophic injuries, the army dispatched a urological surgeon from Walter Reed to Bagram in 2010. Six months later, in March 2011, a navy commander stepped into that position. It was his first deployment to a war zone, but after his residency at a level one trauma center and seven years of work as a Naval surgeon at hospitals in the States and Japan, he thought he knew what he was in for. After two months at Bagram, he told me, “Nothing in my experience prepared me for the catastrophic nature of these injuries.”

    His first surgical patient, three days after he arrived at Bagram, was a young soldier who had stepped on an IED, triggering an upward blast that destroyed his legs and left his pelvic cavity “hollowed out.” His urinary system was in shreds. His testicles were destroyed. His penis was attached to his body by only “a little thread of skin.” That first surgery, the doctor said, was “emotional” for everyone on the surgical team. “The others hadn’t seen anything like these injuries for a while,” he said, “and I had never seen anything like it. To have to amputate that boy’s penis and watch it go into the surgical waste container—it was emotional.”

    In two months at Bagram, the urological surgeon had done 20 similar surgeries, though that was the worst. Injuries confined mainly to the testicles are “easier,” he says, but for the soldiers they are brutally serious. Most soldiers who survive blasts that require high-level amputations of their legs also suffer severe injury to the scrotum and ruptured testicles. Surgeons can debride and clean the scrotum, and in many cases salvage at least part of one testicle and put it back. Keeping even part of his genitals is a psychological break for the soldier, but since the testicles produce testosterone, he still faces the inevitable ill effects of a deficient supply—a long and imperfectly understood list headed by osteoporosis, metabolic syndrome, cardiovascular problems including coronary artery disease and atherosclerosis, erectile dysfunction with its attendant psychological difficulties, low sperm count impairing fertility, obesity, depression, and a lifetime seesaw of hormonal treatment. (...)

    By early 2012, 3,000 soldiers had been killed by IEDs in Iraq and Afghanistan, and 31,394 wounded. Among the wounded were more than 1,800 soldiers with severe damage to their genitals. (...)

    “It’s not a huge number of people,” the urological surgeon says, speaking of the surgeries he has performed himself, “but the severity of the injuries, and the possibility of complications down the road—that weighs heavily. The kind of injuries—you don’t have any idea of the devastation until you see it up close. This has been eye opening. It’s given me a new understanding of the costs of armed conflict. Even being in the military, I didn’t know.” An ER nurse, an Army major on her second deployment at Bagram, tells me that catastrophic cases pass through the ER four days out of seven, and quadruple amputees “often.” She says, “I’ve taken care of twenty or thirty of them myself.” She has lost count. I ask how she would describe the typical case she sees in the ER. She replies, “Amputees up to the waist. No arms. No legs. No genitals. Age 21 or 22. We cry.Read more...

    Source: AlterNet, November 6, 2013 Read more:

  • Julia Orwell
    Julia Orwell

    Lest we forget. I wore my poppy for Corporal AJ McDonald who lies in Shrapnel Gully at Gallipoli and his nephew who was a Rat of Tobruk and my wonderful grandfather.

    To our country men, who fell and those who came back and we their families who carry the flame.

  • Phizzy

    I am still anti-war in principle. War rarely solves anything.

    But I find my attitude to Remembrance Day is much more respectful, I do admire those who fought for what they believed in, freedom for their families.

    I also feel so very very sad for those who lost loved ones.

    One of the saddest songs that always makes me cry is is called "Gallipoli", if memory serves the Irish group "The Furies"did a really moving version. It is a Father's lament for his lost son. It says so much.

  • Nice_Dream

    Fulltimestudent - Those are very horrible injuries. :( It's very sad to hear and read about those who are still being effected by war.

    Phizzy - I still don't like war either, but like you, I am now more respectful of those who do and did fight instead of not thinking about them.

    I was a bit late posting yesterday, but I am still so thankful I got to learn about some people in my family history. That is something we wouldnt have discussed or paid much attention to as a JW. I even found War Diaries online and was able to read about the days leading up to my Great Great Grandfather's death.

    Thank you for the comments everyone.

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