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I encourage sharing my testimony with as many media outlets as humanly possible, because the word has to get out that the Men and Women who have or are protecting our way of life are truly hurting and need help now NOT tomorrow, because for 22 veterans it will be too late.
In summation, it was very difficult to put my troubled past in ink for all to read. That particular period in my life was by far the most painful, depressing, and psychological damaging time of my life, but I felt the need to share my story to let my fellow Comrades know death is not the only option. If you do not trust me that’s ok but please trust in the LORD. It is my belief that if you truly do, your life will turn around for you. I will be praying for you…
I am not going to lie to you and say it was an easy recovery, because it was not. It was instead a very long and at times painful process, but once I was able to regain my self confidence and dignity there was no mountain high enough to stop my conquest to succeed in life. Thankfully once recovered, no matter how hard times became in my life, I never experienced that gloom, doom and fearful feeling again. Over the course of the past twenty years, I have achieved a level of success both personally and professionally that at one time in my life I only dreamed of. I eventually found love again and have four healthy loving children and to date have been blessed with three wonderful grandchildren. I am a retired Air Force Veteran, Author, Cross Domain Solutions Analyst, and Speaker who tries his absolute best to help others.
Reflecting back, if my neighbor did not walk in on me at that exact moment in my life, I would have been remembered as a troubled Air Force airman who left behind two innocent children by committing suicide. I would have missed out on so many wonderful moments in my life. Please believe me when I say there is not a day that goes by that I do not thank the LORD for sparing my life on that dreaded day back in 1996. I am asking you now my beloved Brother and Sister, to reconsider your decision to end your life and instead join me with helping others like us who so desperately need a fresh start in life.
I knew my Non-Commissioned Officer in Charge (NCOIC) would call my house once I did not report for duty and would eventually drive to my house to check on me. Once he arrived at my residence, he would find my front door wide open and hear the very loud music I had playing in an attempt to drown out the gun shot. I was certain he would (NOT my children) find my lifeless body lying in a pool of blood with my face blown off. Everything was going as planned on that fateful day, I kissed my children goodbye for what I thought would be the last time. Tears ran uncontrollably down my face which did not overly concern my kids, because they were growing cold to all the drama and turmoil a divorce inflicts on a family. I remember watching them both walk down the street until they eventually disappeared from sight. The feelings I was experiencing at that exact moment was immense shame, guilt, hurt, and a haunting loneliness. I remember walking away from the front door and heading downstairs in a complete haze. I cranked the volume up on my Kenwood system and then entered the guest bedroom. I remember loading my shotgun chamber and inserting the barrel into my mouth. I began shaking uncontrollably and just when I was about to pull the trigger I heard a very loud voice shouting “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?” I looked up and saw my neighbor running frantically in my direction. I dropped my shotgun at that exact moment and began to cry as my neighbor wrapped his arms around my trembling body. I had never been so ashamed and embarrassed in my life. I really cannot explain what happened to my thought process during that ordeal but I realized I wanted to live and not die. I called my NCOIC and told him I needed help, so he immediately made arrangements with the base hospital that same day for me to get some much needed professional help. To be continued...
This testimony is for my twenty two veteran brothers and sisters who have decided to end their life by committing suicide today. I wish there was some magical gift of love, I could send your way to make you change your mind but all I can do is share my own very personal story in hopes it just might make a positive difference. I too was once in your shoes. The year was 1996 and I was in the middle of a very bitter and ugly divorce. My life was totally turned upside down. My career in the Air Force was in jeopardy, because I could not focus on anything but the negatives in my life. It seemed as if I was losing everything important to me to include my two young children. I knew in the state of Illinois the chances of me gaining custody of them was slim at best. I was also aware that I was on the short list of being tagged with a 3 year overseas assignment which would result in me hardly ever getting to see my kids. At the time, I would have rather been dead than to face a life without them in it. These thoughts and fears consumed me every day and night. I could not envision a life without my children, so after a very long battle with severe depression, which by the way I tried very hard to hide from everyone in fear it would further destroy my military career, I made the decision to end my life. I thought, I had everything planned to the finest detail. I would wait until my children departed for school and then proceed to the guest bedroom located in our basement, insert a shot gun shell into my gun chamber, pull the trigger and escape all the madness. To be continued...
We are in the midst of setting out to create a powerful and motivational event in Washington, DC July 2016!
Fred Rivera is a Vietnam combat veteran who spent many of his post-war years flat on his back, recovering from the consequences of war. Confined to bed for three years, he began to read voraciously. He read every major Russian author, and when he ran out of reads, he read every work of every major American and Latino novelist.
When it could be contained no longer, Fred maneuvered his keyboard as if it were the sticks of the track that he relentlessly drove into battle in Vietnam, and laid siege to the demons of PTSD to write his lightly-novelized narrative. (“Twenty-seven years after I got on the flight home, I saw that Nam War was just Raw Man spelled backwards…I’m pretty raw today.”)
The very first copy of Raw Man was signed to active Army Sergeant John Marek, who, as a sign of appreciation for Fred’s efforts in working with Veterans With PTSD, decided to surprise Fred with an etching of Herman Johnson’s name from the Vietnam War Memorial in Washington, DC.
Herman Johnson was found, alive, and living in Warren, MI. Herman remembers waking up the day following the battle with a yellow tag on his toe. Separated for 47 years, the two comrades will be reunited at the Wall on July 10th. Retired Lieutenant General Guy C. Swan III will personally present Herman Johnson the Purple Heart paid for in blood, but never redeemed . A film crew has been hired to document the event, and your contribution to the costs will help perpetuate the details of this amazing story. Here is a link with more of the story, and to accept your support to be part of this: www.rawmanthebook.com
For Fred Rivera and Herman Johnson, this is not a hypothetical metaphor; this is the reality that writing Raw Man made manifest. Here is the link that tells you a bit more and shows you how to donate: https://www.gofundme.com/23zqxwyc
The Friends of Fred and Herman
Today all people feel highly privileged as individuals and as a society when they talk about the veterans who have served the nation and the country as a whole. Numbering in millions these veterans of both genders have made the society feel proud through their relentless efforts for protecting and uplifting of the society and nation. All parties whether ruling or non -ruling have the same stance for the veterans on account of the exemplary sacrifices made by them on and off the job. Special departments have been established for taking care of veteran affairs. Besides offering the best of Government Jobs for Veterans special scholarships programs are also organized from time to time. Efforts are on to provide these veterans the best health care facilities for facilitating them fast recovery whenever they get hurt while serving the nation. Special emphasis is laid down on veteran life perspective and well-being.
Every state government lays stress on setting up veteran retirement and recreation centers. This comes as a small tribute for these veterans for their great efforts for the society. Special emphasis is laid for supporting the women veterans who have served the society and nation in many fields. Veteran Education is the primary focus of the state and society as a whole. Special discounts and benefits are offered to veterans through various events by corporate houses and governments as a whole. Veterans being highly skilled, learned and carrying technical know-how have been always been in great demand in the corporate world. So in a way the veterans are the saviors and support of the society and its people and everyone pays a healthy tribute to them for their efforts. Even after serving the nation these veterans are serving the people in one way or the other by being part of various government institutions.For more information please visit us at http://www.militaryconnection.com .
(Photo, My nephew's homecoming after deployment to S. Korea.)
During the Iraq War I was flying home to Chicago one night after a 100+ degree day in Baltimore. Storms in Chicago closed O'Hare, canceling my flight. I joined others in long lines at BWI seeking flights. While in line, hundreds of Sailors and Marines arrived. After more than a day of travel, they were disembarking flights from Germany originating in Baghdad. Somehow, none of them had connecting flights at BWI. I overheard grumbling from officers on down. Some officers got in line to arrange their own flights; most non-coms curled up along the walls and laid down to sleep. I got a ticket for a 6 AM flight. The airline gave me a hotel voucher for the night. I had to wait outside for the hotel's shuttle. The heat hadn't let up. Fumes from shuttle buses weren't dissipating in the humidity. I couldn't bear the heat and went inside the terminal. It was 1:00 AM. I cooled down a few minutes, then went outside. There were 6 Marines waiting for various shuttles. We talked about the heat. A shuttle from an unrelated hotel pulled up. The driver asked the guys where they were going. There were four destinations. The driver said he'd take them all. The last Marine handed over his bag to load in the rear, he pointed to me and asked the driver, what about him? Sure, the driver replied. I thanked him and gave him my bag. We all caught our breath in the air-conditioned shuttle. A few guys talked about having no cash on them. My stop was first. The driver got my bag out, I handed him $40. It's a tip from all of us, I said. Thanks, he said. No, thank you, I said.
15 or so Soldiers boarded the plane after I sat down. On a business trip I was fortunate to be flying 1st class and thought of changing seats with one of the Soldiers but couldn't decide how to make a choice between all of them so Instead I asked the Flight Attendant to serve the Soldiers a drink on my tab. The Attendant returned and informed me the Soldiers were appreciative but could not accept my offer because they were in uniform. Disappointed I asked the Attendant if she had enough candy bars for the Soldiers and she did; Snickers and M&Ms for them all. It was a great feeling as they all thanked me and I wished them a safe tour.
As a US Army veteran it means that you are a part of a group of people who will forever be linked in some shape, form, or fashion. As a member of the service I played basketball at my various duty stations, and played for the post teams at Ft. Ord, Ca., Augsburg Germany, Camp Humpherys, korea, Ft Devens Ma, and Kaiserslautren Germany. My story is about how my playing ball helped my mom. My mom had went to see my sister graduate from basic at Parris Island, her flight landed in the middle of the night after a unexpected layover. While getting her luggage , not sure of what to do, and no transportation to the base at that hour, as my mom related the story, she was at a lost as to what to do.
As she sat in the terminal, a soldier approached her and said " Mam, I overheard that stewardess call you Mrs Damon, is your son Norman Damon?, my mom answered yes. The soldier went on to express how he had seen me play many times. He then offered to take my mom to the base, mom said that even if she got there she did't know what to do until morning. The true brotherhood that is the military had this soldier then offer my mom his guestroom. Mom said thank you, but no thanks it was about then that the soldiers wife showed up to pick him up. The soldiers wife, who was also a member of the military expressed that she to had seen me play, and there was no way she was gonna let the mother of a fellow soldier spend the night in a empty airport. Mom said she felt in her heart that the couple was sincere and she went with them. She was treated to a warm bed, a hearty breakfast in the morning , and a ride to the base. Over the years I have wondered who these two people were, what I do know about them is that they are a part of The True Brotherhood
A HOME 4 HERO'S
My name is Jennifer and I’m with “A Home 4 Hero’s A Home 4 Hero’s is a wonderful organization. We help homeless Veterans get off the street. We build little TINY houses and we donate them to our AMERICAN VETERANS who are able to care for themselves but just don’t have the ability to work, nor the funds to pay for regular housing!
Our organization helps Homeless and Disabled United States Veterans right here
in Maryville TN
We build small 200 square foot homes and give them to Veterans who have protected us….
We are a self-funded organization.
2nd...In July we will begin publishing a local newspaper called The Mountain Patriot
We have a special promotion coming up and we would like to invite you to be a part of it and we are offering some free advertising and exposure. We will mail 10,000 of these Newspapers to all residential mailboxes in Maryville City zip codes.
The launch date for the newspaper is coincided with the launch of our new City Directory for Maryville, MyMaryville.net. And a The Mountain Patriot eNewspaper that will carry all the local news and happenings, High School sports and local treats and community events.
Please check us out!!