My Nonprofit Reviews
Review for Wounded Warrior Project, Jacksonville, FL, USA
I tell this story because as a homeless vet I am left out of virtually every program,
I was in Beirut in the early 80's. I was Navy doing the sitting off the coast when the U.S. Embassy was hit. There were communications that needed more help than the Marines were trained to do so I was helo'd to the main shore. I was to go to the airport and check in with Rock Company. But they landed me miles to the north. I could see it however, so hey, I'll be OK. Well, I was in Navy dungarees and no one, including the Syrian Nationalists and Hezbollah had seen this. I was "intercepted" by them and taken far north. They actually left me alone and all I could think of was movies. So, I ran. Fast. That was the worst part. Run to what? Run to who?
Beirut had the largest non nuclear blast ever to this day.
Everything was blown up.
EVERYONE knew our Marines could not lock and load.
5 days after the Marine barracks were hit, they were still looking for survivors.
If they found someone but could not get to them in time, one of our own had to do a headshot.
And yet, Beirut is a "nothing" for vets that were there.
When I say homeless, they ask Vietnam??? Oh ....Iraq or Afghanistan? No.......sorry