malkie wrote:honorentheos wrote:...
The first time I returned from a military deployment I would feel awkward when someone would say they appreciated my service. It was my job and I was doing what I had said I'd do. There are a lot of other people who were very heroic. I personally would say my wife had to be much more heroic than I ever had to be. In that sense, I can relate to your comment above.
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I'm not an American, and I do not necessarily agree with the fact that you were deployed (I mean in a political sense - I may disagree with your government's actions in sending you), but I do appreciate your service. You don't need to do something "heroic" to be a hero. Your
job was the job of a hero. Sorry if I make you feel awkward by saying so.
Thank you. And it's ok. I've become more gracious in accepting the compliment. But guys like Stak who were out front every day deserve it more. And wives left at home to take care of families maybe even more so than the 11B's.
For the record, I wasn't in favor of the invasion of Iraq even while serving. But, whenever someone asked me about it, I'd ask back - "Are you asking me as a voting citizen of the United States? or as a professional soldier?" I've met a lot of people who haven't been able to understand how I could square the two. And maybe it's why I understand how many New Order Mormon's feel - life isn't black-and-white and the lines of duty, principle, and obligation aren't always neatly drawn.
In the context of the OP and the podcast, I guess that's what I meant by understanding Jason's point about heroism. In some people's cases, it's perhaps the better part of valor to keep a family together or stand still when the world moves too quickly around you. I don't feel so empowered to say. But I also feel the McLay's deserve credit for making choices more difficult than I think I had to make even if leaving wasn't easy for me either. In this case, it's a bit like the difference in my service where by the grace of God* I never saw direct combat and the sacrifice of the soldier out on point taking fire day in, day out. I respect the hell out of them, and thank God* my family didn't have the additional burdens that could have come with it.
* - I use the term respectfully in the absence of a succinct suitable substitute. While I think there is a more accurate way of saying it's the outcome of chance mixed with the culmination of my previous life choices, "God" makes for a suitable shorthand.