Then there's one thing you men will be able to say when this war is over and you get back home. Thirty years from now when you're sitting by your fireside with your grandson on your knee and he asks, 'What did you do in the great Meme War Two?' You won't have to cough and say, 'Well, your granddaddy shoveled shit in Louisiana.' No sir, you can look him straight in the eye and say 'Son, your granddaddy rode with the great Meme Army and a son-of-a-goddamned-bitch named General Doggos Patton!'
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I truly believe we are experiencing what it was like for the grunts gearing up for the Normandy invasion. No one knows right now what we are about to launch into. You just know its going to be big. The Secrecy at the highest levels is imperative to prevent letting the enemy know the plan. No disrespect to those who were actually there (my law professor was a butter bar Lt landing on Omaha Beach). We aren't being sent to our deaths, but we may be called upon to uphold the oath all servicemen (and women) have sworn to:
"I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter. So help me God."
To all Veterans, our oath did not have an expiration date. God Bless America!
Amen!!!