WW II Battleship sailor tells Obama to shape up or ship out !

This venerable and much honored WW II vet is well known in Hawaii

for his seventy-plus years of service to patriotic organizations and causes

all over the country. A humble man without a political bone in his body,

he has never spoken out before about a government official, until now.

He dictated this letter to a friend, signed it and mailed it to the president

Dear President Obama,

My name is Harold Estes, approaching 95 on December 13 of this year. People meeting me for the first time don't believe my age because I remain wrinkle free and pretty much mentally alert.

I enlisted in the U.S. Navy in 1934 and served proudly before, during and after WW II retiring as a Master Chief Bos'n Mate. Now I live in a "rest home" located on the western end of Pearl Harbor , allowing me to keep alive the memories of 23 years of service to my country.

One of the benefits of my age, perhaps the only one, is to speak my mind, blunt and direct even to the head man.

So here goes.

I am amazed, angry and determined not to see my country die before I do, but you seem hell bent not to grant me that wish.

I can't figure out what country you are the president of.

You fly around the world telling our friends and enemies despicable lies like:

" We're no longer a Christian nation"

" America is arrogant" - (Your wife even

announced to the world," America is mean-

spirited. " Please tell her to try preaching

that nonsense to 23 generations of our

war dead buried all over the globe who

died for no other reason than to free a

whole lot of strangers from tyranny and

hopelessness.)

I'd say shame on the both of you, but I don't think you like America, nor do I see an ounce of gratefulness in anything you do, for the obvious gifts this country has given you. To be without shame or gratefulness is a dangerous thing for a man sitting in the White House.

After 9/11 you said," America hasn't lived up to her ideals."

Which ones did you mean? Was it the notion of personal liberty that 11,000 farmers and shopkeepers died for to win independence from the British? Or maybe the ideal that no man should be a slave to another man, that 500,000 men died for in the Civil War? I hope you didn't mean the ideal 470,000 fathers, brothers, husbands, and a lot of fellas I knew personally died for in WWII, because we felt real strongly about not letting any nation push us around, because we stand for freedom.

I don't think you mean the ideal that says equality is better than discrimination. You know the one that a whole lot of white people understood when they helped to get you elected.

Take a little advice from a very old geezer, young man.

Shape up and start acting like an American. If you don't, I'll do what I can to see you get shipped out of that fancy rental on Pennsylvania Avenue . You were elected to lead not to bow, apologize and kiss the hands of murderers and corrupt leaders who still treat their people like slaves.

And just who do you think you are telling the American people not to jump to conclusions and condemn that Muslim major who killed 13 of his fellow soldiers and wounded dozens more. You mean you don't want us to do what you did when that white cop used force to subdue that black college professor in Massachusetts , who was putting up a fight? You don't mind offending the police calling them stupid but you don't want us to offend Muslim fanatics by calling them what they are, terrorists.

One more thing. I realize you never served in the military and never had to defend your country with your life, but you're the Commander-in-Chief now, son. Do your job. When your battle-hardened field General asks you for 40,000 more troops to complete the mission, give them to him. But if you're not in this fight to win, then get out. The life of one American soldier is not worth the best political strategy you're thinking of.

You could be our greatest president because you face the greatest challenge ever presented to any president.

You're not going to restore American greatness by bringing back our bloated economy. That's not our greatest threat. Losing the heart and soul of who we are as Americans is our big fight now.

And I sure as hell don't want to think my president is the enemy in this final battle.

Sincerely,

Harold B. Estes

When a 95 year old hero of the "the Greatest Generation"

stands up and speaks out like this, I think we owe it

to him to send his words to as many Americans as

we can. Please pass it on.

 

"I know that the Lord is always on the side of right. But it is my constant
anxiety and prayer that I—and this nation—should be on the Lord’s side."
-Abraham Lincoln

 

 

A Soldiers Story

I'm one of the fellows who is making the world safe for democracy. I fought and fought and fought , but I had to go anyway. I was called in Class A. (B here when they go and B here when they come back). U remember when I registered. I went up to the desk and the man in charge was my milkman. He said, "What's your name?" I said to him, "August Childs". He said, "Are you alien?" I said "No, I feel fine". He said, "When did you first see the light of day ?" I said, "When we moved to Philadelphia". He asked me how old I was, so I told him twenty-three the first day of Sept. He said, "The first day of September you'll be in China, And that will be the last of August".

Then I went to Camp, and I guess they didn't think I would live long because the first fellow I saw wrote on my card, "Flying Corps". I went a little further and some fellow said, "Look what the wind is blowing in. I said. "Wind nothing, The draft is doing it." On the second morning they put these clothes on me. What an outfit!! As soon as you are in it you think you could fight anybody. They have two sizes , too small and two large. The pants were so tight I couldn't sit down. The shoes were so big I turned around three times and they didn't move. What a raincoat they gave me. It strained the rain. I passed an officer all dressed up with a funny belt and all that stuff. He said, "Yes, what are you kicking about? Look what they gave me".

One morning it was five degrees below and they called us out for underwear inspection, Talk about scenery, red flannels B.V.D's All kinds. The union suit I had on would fit Tony Galento. The lieutenant lined us up and told me to stand up. I said, "I am sire; but this underwear makes you think Im sitting down. He got so mad he put me out digging ditches. A little later he passed me and said, "Don't throw that dirt up here". I said, "Where am I going to put it?" He said, "Dig another hold and put it there".

Three days later we sailed for Australia; marching down the pier, I had the worst luck; I had a sergeant who stuttered and it took him so long to say "HALT" that twenty seven of us marched overboard. They pulled us out and lined us up on the pier. The Captain came by and said, "Fall in", I said , "I have been in, Sir".

I was on the boat twelve days, seasick for twelve days. Nothing going down, and everything coming up.. I leaned over the rail al the time. In the middle of oneof the boat leans, the Captain rushed up and said, "What Company are you in?" U said, "I'm all by myself". He asked me if the Brigadier was up yet. I said, "If I swallowed it, its up." Talk about dumb people! U said to one of the fellows, "I guess we dropped anchor." He replied, "I knew they'd lose it; it's been hanging out ever since we left New York".

Well, we landed and were immediately sent to the trenches. After three days there the cannon started to roar and the shells started to pop; I was shaking with patriotism, and I tried to hide behind the tree, but there weren't enough trees for the officers.

The Captians came around and said, "We go over the top at five o'clock". I said, "Captain, I'd like to have a furlough". He said, Haven't you any red blood in you?" "Yes, but I don't want to see any of It." I answered.

Five O'clock we went over the top, and 10,000 Japs came at us. The way they looked at me you'd think I had started this war. Out Captain yelled, "Fire at will". I didn't know anybody by the name of "Will"; I guess the fellow behind me thought I was "Will", because be he fired and shot me in the excitement.

 

 

 

 

Fellow Veterans -

It will be more challenging celebrating Veterans Day this year as we try to understand why one of our own went to a place none of us can comprehend. Unfortunately, we have had this happen in the past and it will most likely happen again. The challenge for us is to stay the course and realize our mission has always been one that only a few, less than 1% of the population is willing to accept.
In order for our great nation to survive, we must not lose our will to fight, the desire for self-sacrifice, or the necessary dedication to our country and the way of life it represents. These ideals that we live by are the only things that will keep our nation free.
So, on this Veteran's Day, remember it is about moms and dads, teachers, doctors, nurses, soldiers and most importantly Americans like you. They are not fictional characters or tv stars, they are just normal people who were/are willing to put their life on the line to keep our freedoms.

Thanks for your service!

Willie