Speech About My Grandfathers

He had this look on his face like he was trying to remember and after a couple minutes, he answered, “I was born in 1928, and I was lucky compared to some. We were farmers, and while things were tight we came out better than many. God provided what we needed, and after things started looking better he started blessing us with even more.” My grandpa continued to tell me how those first 11 years or so of his life taught him to use everything sparingly, be smart about what you throw away, and if it isn’t broken you don’t need a new one. These lessons he learned during that time didn’t disappear. To this day, he still thinks about it and remembers the tougher times and remembers how bad the world can get. Then, going with the second question I had he continued on about how with the Depression ending there was a new problem to take its place, World War II. At first, he only heard about the war, the U.S. wasn’t that involved, but even so, everyone was working. “Donations were sent, shops needed extra help, anyone who was old enough and able-bodied was waiting for the day they’d be called up. In ‘41, when Pearl Harbor was attacked, that’s when it got bad. The U.S. joined the battle, and local men were going to war. At the time, you had to be 21 to be drafted, but with there having been an attack on U.S. it was lowered to 18. I was 13 or 14 at this time. I didn’t turn 18 until ‘45. By that time we had won, but I still signed up. I was sent to Japan in ‘46, and it was bad.” My grandpa didn’t go much further than that, but he said that every person did what they had to, everyone worked together, everyone supported. He says that he’ll never forget what some of the aftereffects were of the war and that it’s not something you can fall asleep after and just forget. The last event I inquired about was the 1969 Moon landing of Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin. My grandpa said

I am proud to say that both my grandma and grandpa served in the military. The experiences that they have had are invaluable to learn about. Their stories keep the service they have done alive and helps to enrich others about what serving the country is like. They do not glout about their service, but are humbled to have been able to make a contribution to the nation’s security. If not for my grandpa’s service, I would not be here today as he met my grandma through it. I respect his service and sacrifice for the country of today.

I have learned a lot about what life was like at the time of the Vietnam War by interviewing my grandfather. My grandfather, Franklin Torr, was living in Dover, NH at the time, in his late thirties, married, and had three young children. The Vietnam War impacted my grandfather’s life in a unique way. One aspect of his life that changed at the start of the war was that a lot of his tenants, in the mobile home he owned, were in the New Hampshire National Guard and were stationed in Vietnam, flying missions, and some were advisors. He said the following about them; “Of the tenants that fought in the war, they thought they were doing the right thing at the time” When asked if he could provide a story of one of his Vietnam War veterans, he said that not a lot of them liked to talk about their war experiences in depth, two of his tenants that served in Vietnam died in Vietnam. One of his former classmates was a Marine Colonel, one thing he remembers this man mentioning was; “the troops did a great job while they were there”. The most shocking thing that he remembers from this

Honestly, both my mom and I--whenever we watch you--I know you haven't done all the plastic surgery stuff, but you look incredible. And I know it's not just the physical. You have lots of joy and happiness with what you're doing, and you have that inner light that radiates out.

Hello Eric. I am reaching out to you today because I spoke with Anissa's father a few weeks ago, and his words are lingering with me. First and foremost, I want start off by saying that I have nothing against you as an individual, but I do have something against the way my daughter and grandson are being treated. It is not about me liking or disliking you because Anissa is going do what Anissa wants to do regardless of how I may feel, she's grown but being her mother and to see my story playing out for her too, I don't appreciate it. You left my daughter pregnant and alone for nine whole months. She worked from beginning to end, she didn't have to work because my husband and I were already working three jobs to make sure for her and Gabriel's arrival, all she had to do was

My grandfather was drafted to be a medic in Vietnam 82nd airborne. One day he sated that he was with one of his best friends going out to check for wounded. He said “ I nudged my best friend and asked if he was read only to turn around to see that, half of his head was gone. Have you ever cut a grapefruit in half? That is exactly what his head looked like.” In this traumatizing moment my grandfather explained that in War there is no time to have grief; that you do not have any time to comprehend what just happened. He proceeded to tell me that War wasn’t about saving your friends because you have to save yourself.

How I join the Army National Guard, was kind of crazy My friend name Rico campbell had told me he was about to join the Army National Guard and they were offering a $20,000 sign on bonus. I stated “do you know what we can do with all that money”. We Both went to a recruiter Name SFC (Sergeant First Class ) Tim Thomas he said “ what do you want out of life” both of us promptly replied “ I don't know”. I join The National guard that day but my Friend Rico nevered joined. After I join and Sign all the necessary paperwork SFC Thomas said “You are going to Iqra in may !”. At that time my heart dropped out of my body.

My great grandfather served in world war 11. My grandfather served as a navy ship captain he was not fighting for our country at the time but still was there and ready too battle at in minutes notice. My great grandfather was just 17 when he went into service. He never signed up for the army he was just thrown into was right out of high-school. My great grandfather's name was Robert Nicols my grandfather's name was Boyd Teeter. My grandfather Boyd signed up for the army and got lucky enough to not half to actually fight.

Over 2.5 million African-American men registered for the draft, George Adolphus Davis was drafted and served as a Mess Cook in World War II. It was 1942, when general service was opened for African Americans to serve in other capacities. Before entering the military, he was very unsure and anxious about joining. He didn’t know what to expect because there was still a lot going on in the United States regarding race. He went in with the expectations of the whites being cruel and harsh to him because of the color of his skin. He mentioned they were a few nice whites, but most were cruel. George Adolphus Davis eventually registered into the military and served two and a half years during World War II. He was assigned to Camp Lee, Virginia now

True soldiers of hope do not do what they do for glory, fame, or to be superior over others, they do what they do because of the love in their heart and soul and for the greater good of mankind. Any real soldier can tell you this awe inspiring statement, as it is a reflection of their motivation, the element which compels them to push on and do what they are called on to do. More so, this motivation retains to members of the Army National Guard, citizen-soldiers who can, at any instance, put all aspects of their lives on hold in order to serve for the greater good of their country. And while it is true that people who join the National Guard gain access to substantial military and educational

Hello, everyone can I have your attention please, thank you for coming for my great grandmother and grandfather's memorial. They would off been so happy seeing all of their children, grandchildren, all of the family from both sides. So, this feels like a gloomy room. If they would have seen the color of this room they would have hated it. They would’ve run to the walls and covered it up with some fresh paint. There's a time in our lives that we come back to ourselves and get serious about the events happening around us. So this memorial is one for us to take in consideration of what we are doing because all of our pasts have something in common, like for example, we were all born in Mexico and we all loved spending time with our people, our “rasa”. They wouldn't want us to be sad for them they would've wanted us to be happy and cheerful that they are no longer around to scold or yell at us for doing something.

For my veteran essay, I decided to interview my grandpa, Joe (my mom’s dad). When he served, he served in the army as a chef for two years. His rank was specialist, 5th class. In 1965, Joe came home from work and saw his girlfriend (my grandma) and his mom looking at a letter, crying. She gave him the letter and he felt a bus token. When you were drafted, they would give you a bus token to get to the army. He was stationed in Fort Gordon in Georgia. He stayed in the U.S because his father died when he was eight years old and he had to support his mother and my grandma.

My dad has always told me that I can do whatever I want to do. Whatever I put my mind to I can do. It kind of goes back to my first point, with what to do about school. He said that he wasn’t going to decide for me it was all up to me.

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Many call him rich but I call him dad. He is the man who has taught me to be the person I am today. My dad has been there for me every day since I was born, and what my family and I have put him through I probably would have gone crazy a long time ago. My dad is literally the only man in our house. It is my dad, my mom, my older sister Olivia, me, and my younger sister Aliza. Even my dog is a girl, even my litter sister’s fish is a girl. I don’t know how he does it, I really don’t. But the thing is he deals with all of us girls every day and he still is one of the most kind hearted men I know. My dad is the nicest man not just to me but to everyone he knows. He always treats others the way he wants to be treated. We live in a neighborhood