I am the man that stood on Concord Green when the British
officer said ''Disperse you rebels''….. I am the man with the 69 caliber, smooth bore musket, with three shots
of powder and ball in my duffel. I am the one that raised my musket and whispered ''Like HELL'' and fired the shot
heard round the world. I was killed in the return volley from the British ….. I was the first casualty I am a veteran.
I stood on Bunker Hill with two shots of powder and only stones to go down the barrel of my musket and I heard
the order ''Don't fire till you see the whites of their eyes''. I was killed in the first return volley from the
I froze at Valley Forge and I died from measles, mumps, dysentery, frostbite and fever. I was paid with paper money
with no value and I stayed because I felt I was fighting for something bigger than me. I was a soldier.
I was a sailor on the Bon Home Richard when John Paul Jones told the British ''I have not yet begun to fight''…………
I was killed by shrapnel from a cannon ball……… I am a veteran.
I was aboard the Constitution as a Marine in the "tops" when the enemy shouted that "Her sides are
made of iron"………. I fell to my death on the deck below…. I was one of the first Marines.....
I was at Yorktown when the British surrendered. I was a soldier in the Continental army and I saw it happen……..
In 1812 I was in Fort McHenry when the British thought they could blast it into submission ……. When the colors
were shot down, I climbed the flag mast and re tied old glory in her rightful place so she might be seen by our
enemy. I was killed by an exploding shell ……… I was buried in an um-marked grave. No one remembers my name....
I was a sailor aboard the USS Maine in Havana harbor when she was blown to bits by a sea mine. I was killed while
shaving …….. My body was never found..
In World War One I went over with ''Black Jack Pershing''
to France . I was a soldier that slept in the mud and suffered trench foot and mustard gas attacks. I ''Went over
the top'' to capture a German machine gun implacement. I and thousands more died because we were told to die. I
am a veteran buried in Flanders Field.....
I am one of the hundreds of unknown soldier buried in Flanders Field. I am known only to God. I am a veteran.
I was a pilot in a "rag and string" biplane and was killed over France by a man in a red tri -plane….
I was burned beyond recognition
I am a black soldier that was denied service in a country
I fought to defend... I am a veteran
I am Sgt York of WW1....
In World War Two I was a sailor aboard the USS Arizona. I
was asleep when the assault came and I never knew what hit me…. My bones lie in that great tomb in Pearl Harbor.
My bones were never recovered
In that same war I stood in line to volunteer for the military along with thousand and thousands of young men willing
and eager to serve their country for twenty two dollars a month. I wanted to be a veteran.
I was a Navy pilot flying inferior equipment, fighting against
one of the most seasoned, best equipped, best trained air forces in the world. I was killed over the Pacific Ocean
and my body never recovered.
I was a waste gunner on a B 17 flying daylight missions over Germany. I fired a 50 caliber machine gun against
another of the best equipped, best trained, best fighting machines in the world at that time. My life expectancy
was four missions… I died instantly when an 88 mm anti aircraft shell went into the open bomb bay doors… I am a
I am a soldier and I stormed Omaha Beach from a landing craft. I saw my brothers blown to pieces and I forged ahead.
I would not quit and I would not stop. I was killed by machine gun fire before I got to the edge of the water……….
I am buried under a cross marked ''Known only to God'' in hundreds of cemeteries all around the world ……….. I am
I am a sailor aboard one of the many Submarines that went out on patrol and never returned. My bones lie on the
bottom of the ocean in a place also known only to God. I am a sailor still on patrol.
I am a Marine. I fought one of the toughest, most determined armies in the world. I fought an army that thought
it was shameful to surrender and glorious to die for ones emperor and country. I died thousands of times ……… I
am a veteran!
We are the Sullivan Brothers…. we gave our lives so you all could live Free in the Best Country in the History
of this Planet.
I am that sailor medic that was assigned to the Marines when
we raised the flag on Iwo Jima. ….. Myself and one other Marine made it back down to the bottom of the volcano......
and I am a proud Veteran!
I am a ''Red Ball Express'' truck driver in Europe delivering
ammo and food to the front lines ... I am a veteran and I'm Black and proud to have served this nation..
I am a medic trying to save young men with bombs going off
all around me... I am a veteran!
I am Ira Hayes, US Marine Corps.
I am Audie Murphy, US Army.
I am a Tuskegee Airman with the 332nd fighter squadron.
I am a Native American "code talker".
I was in the Bataan death march and watched as my friends
were beheaded because they did not bow low enough.
I am a soldier fighting in Europe against one of the finest, best trained, best equipped armies in the world at
the time ….I am buried in France, listed as ''known only to God'' …..I am a veteran!
I flew with Tibbets in the Enola Gay and dropped the bomb that ended the war.... I have no remorse. It saved thousands
of lives. I am a Proud Veteran!
I am a sailor aboard the USS Missouri and I watched our enemy
strike his colors and sign the surrender…………………
I fought on the ground in Korea with frozen feet and in the air with World War two airplanes while my enemy flew
MIG 15 jets and cut us to pieces……
I am a doctor in a M.A.S.H. unit twenty miles behind the front
lines. I put soldiers back together. I worked an eighteen-hour shift…….
I am a nurse in a field hospital. I watch so many young men
die and there is nothing I can do..... my heart breaks continuously ever since, but I saved a lot more, so I am
grateful to God for allowing me to serve Him and our Troops! I am a Veteran!
I am a soldier in a rice paddy slogging along with 60 pounds on my back. No one seems to know exactly why we are
here or what we are supposed to accomplish……….. My name is on a black slab of marble on the Washington Mall…… I
am a veteran! I am proud to have given my life for my Country!
I am a nurse providing care for the young men brought in by Medivac. I was killed by a Sappers grenade….. I never
understood why we were here.......
I am an Air Force or Navy pilot flying to North Vietnam. We
fly the ''slot'', the ''shooting galary'' where most of the AA and Sams are. We bomb the jungle and kill monkeys.
We want to take the war to the enemy but we can not do that. We watch our friends blown from the sky..... We are
I am one of the thousands buried at Arlington Cemetery in Virginia . I am black, white, Hispanic, and Native American.
I am from all nations and all colors. I am Christian, Jewish, Catholic and all beliefs and sometimes agnostic.
I am the man in the tomb of the "UNKNOWN SOLDIER" ..I am a veteran.
I am what the Brits called us, a "Doughboy", with
the U.S. Marine Corps. I fought the Germans in Belleau Wood, I was part of a Machine Gunner Squad and was killed
during the last skirmish at Belleau Wood. I lie peacefully at the Aisne-Marne American Cemetery and Memorial, Belleau,
France. My name is Roy Brown from California. I am not forgotten, thanks to my brothers and sisters progeny. I
never married, was 25 at the time of my death....... I am an American Veteran...