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Portrait of our Troops
Vanity | AF Col. Rick Kelly

Posted on 06/27/2003 10:57:44 AM PDT by redangus

Came from our friend Air Force Colonel Rick Kelley, thought you might enjoy. Pam

Christy Ferer is a 9/11 widow who recently was a member of a group of celebrities (including Robert DeNiro and Kid Rock, among others) that took an Armed Forces Entertainment Office and USO-sponsored trip to Iraq to show support for the soldiers, sailors, airmen and Marines still over there. Following is an e-note she sent her escorts about the experience; in her cover note, she said she intends to submit it to the NY Times for publication. It is really powerful, and very moving, and will make you proud that you have chosen to serve your country, and proud to be an American. Enjoy...and thanks as always for all you do for America's Air Force!

Brig Gen Ron Rand ----------

When I told friends about my pilgrimage to Iraq to thank the US troop's reaction was under whelming at best. Some were blunt. "Why are YOU going there?" They could not understand why it was important for me, a 9/11, widow to express my support for the men and women stationed today in the gulf.

But the reason seemed clear to me. 200,000 troops have been sent halfway around the world to stabilize the kind of culture that breeds terrorists like those who I believe began World War III on September 11, 2001. Reaction was so politely negative that I began to doubt my role on the first USO / Tribeca Institute tour into newly occupied Iraq where, on average, a soldier a day is killed.

Besides, with Robert De Niro, Kid Rock, Rebecca and Johns Stamos, Wayne Newton, Gary Senise Lee Ann Wolmac who needed me?

Did they really want to hear about my husband, Neil Levin, who went to work as director of New York Port Authority on Sept.11th and never came home? How would they relate to the two other widows traveling with me? Ginny Bauer, a New Jersey homemaker and the mother of three who lost her husband, David and former marine Jon Vigiano who lost his only sons, Jon, a firefighter and Joe, a policeman.

As we were choppered over deserts that looked like bleached bread crumbs I wondered if I'd feel like a street hawker, passing out Port Authority pins and baseball caps as I said "thank you" to the troops. Would a hug from me mean anything at all in the presence of the Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders and a Victoria Secrets model?

We arrived at the first "meet and greet" made me weep. (why?) Arrmed with m16s and saddlebags of water in 120 degree heat the soldiers swarmed over the stars for photo and autographs.

When it was announced that a trio of 9/11 family members was also in the tent it was as if a psychic cork on emotional dam was popped.

Soldiers from every corner of New York, Long Island and Queens rushed toward us to express their condolences. Some wanted to touch us, as if they needed a physical connection to our sorrow and for some living proof for why they were there. One mother of two from Montana told me she signed up because of 9/11. Dozens of others told us the same thing. One young soldier showed me his metal bracelet engraved with the name of a victim he never knew and that awful date none of us will ever forget.

In fact at every encounter with the troops there would be a surge of reservists -- firefighters and cops including many who had worked the rubble of Ground Zero, came to exchange a hometown hug. Their glassy eyes still do not allow anyone to penetrate too far inside to the place where their trauma is lodged; the trauma of a devastation far greater than anyone who hadn't been there could even imagine. It's there in me, too. I had forced my way downtown on that awful morning, convinced that I could find Neil beneath the rubble.

What I was not prepared for was to have soldiers show us the World Trade Center memorabilia they'd carried with them into the streets of Baghdad. Others had clearly been holding in stories of personal 9/11 tragedies which had made them enlist.

USO handlers moved us from one corner to the next so everyone could meet us. One fire brigade plucked the 9/11 group from the crowd, transporting us to their fire house to call on those who had to stand guard during the Baghdad concert. It was all about touching us and feeling the reason they were in this hell. Back at Saddam Hussein airport Kid Rock turned a "meet and greet" into an impromptu concert in a steamy airport hangar before 5000 troops.

Capt. Vargas from the Bronx tapped me on the back . He enlisted in the Army up after some of his wife's best friends were lost at the World Trade Center. When he glimpsed the piece of recovered metal from the Towers that I had been showing to a group of soldiers he grasped for it as if it were the Holy Grail. Then he handed it to Kid Rock who passed the precious metal through the 5000 troops in the audience. They lunged at the opportunity to touch the steel that symbolized what so many of them felt was the purpose of their mission-which puts

them at risk every day in the 116 degree heat and not knowing if a sniper was going to strike at anytime.

Looking into that sea of khaki gave me chills even in that blistering heat. To me, those troops were there to avenge the murder of my husband and 3 thousand others. When I got to the microphone I told them we had not made this journey for condolences but to thank them and to tell them that the families of 9/11 think of them every day. They lifts our hearts. The crowd interrupted me with chants of " USA, USA, USA." Many wept.

What happened next left no doubt that the troops drew inspiration from our tragedies. When I was first asked to speak to thousands of troops in Quatar, after Iraq, I wondered if it would feel like a "grief for sale" spectacle.

But this time I was quaking because I was to present the recovered WTC recovered steel to General Tommy Franks. I quivered as I handed him the icy gray block of steel. His great craggy eyes welled up with tears. The sea of khaki fell silent. Then the proud four-star general was unable to hold back the tears which streamed down his face on center stage before 4,000 troops. As this mighty man turned from the spotlight to regain his composure I comforted him with a hug.

Now, when do I return?

TOPICS: Miscellaneous; News/Current Events; War on Terror
KEYWORDS: 911; iraq
Got this from my Sister this morning thought I would share it.
1 posted on 06/27/2003 10:57:44 AM PDT by redangus
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To: redangus
Jeeze do you have to make me cry at my cubie! I am sitting here reading this and weeping! Gotta take a break! Thanks for the post though - It was a release! :-(
2 posted on 06/27/2003 11:02:20 AM PDT by areafiftyone (The U.N. needs a good Flush!)
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To: redangus
Thanks so very much.
Now, where's the kleenex?
3 posted on 06/27/2003 11:02:40 AM PDT by HiJinx (The Right person, in the Right place, at the Right time...)
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To: redangus
This is sooo beautiful...This letter is really what America is all about ! So many hero's in this story...God bless and protect them all.. The American Spirit is an awesome gift !
Thanks for posting...
4 posted on 06/27/2003 11:15:32 AM PDT by OREALLY
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To: redangus; Admin Moderator
Title should be ammended to include "MUST READ".
5 posted on 06/27/2003 11:24:46 AM PDT by Incorrigible
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To: HiJinx
Man, Jinxy I am glad you suggested the box of tissues.
6 posted on 06/27/2003 11:25:42 AM PDT by beachn4fun (Lord, of Heaven and earth.... protect our military that are stationed around the world.)
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To: hellinahandcart
Related thread:

A Simple Request - Put My Son's Name on a Bomb


7 posted on 06/27/2003 11:33:28 AM PDT by Incorrigible
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To: redangus
Oh my what a touching story. God Bless Our Mighty Nation and Her Military.
8 posted on 06/27/2003 11:36:09 AM PDT by Soaring Feather (~Reach for the Stars and Live!~)
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To: beachn4fun
One of my co-workers walked in and asked if I was suffering from allergies...there goes my tough-guy image!!
9 posted on 06/27/2003 11:41:09 AM PDT by HiJinx (The Right person, in the Right place, at the Right time...)
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To: redangus
Thank you for posting this incredible e-mail -- I'm so glad I closed my office door before reading it (my kleenex box is now empty!)!!!!
10 posted on 06/27/2003 11:55:16 AM PDT by DrDeb
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To: redangus
I'd like to pass this along to some non FReepers. Is that ok?
11 posted on 06/27/2003 2:23:30 PM PDT by Radix
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To: Radix
Pass it on to anyone you wish the more who readit the better.
12 posted on 06/27/2003 6:53:56 PM PDT by redangus
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To: redangus; HiJinx
Thank you so much for posting this. HJ, it's a good thing you said to bring kleenex. Here I sit blubbering. God Bless the USA and her protectors.
13 posted on 06/27/2003 8:48:51 PM PDT by Kathy in Alaska (God Bless America and Our Military Who Protect Her)
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