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Monday, July 18, 2016

Fear in Maverick’s eyes…

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Know Your Medal of Honor Recipients:

Sergeant Milden H. Wilson (US Army) received his Medal of Honor for his actions on August 9, 1877, at Big Hole, Montana. His citation reads:

Gallantry in forming company from line of skirmishers and deploying again under a galling fire, and in carrying dispatches at the imminent risk of his life.

Private First Class Richard G. Wilson (US Army) received his Medal of Honor for his actions on October 21, 1950, at Opari, Korea. His citation reads:

Pfc. Wilson distinguished himself by conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity above and beyond the call of duty in action. As medical aid man attached to Company I, he accompanied the unit during a reconnaissance in force through the hilly country near Opari. The main body of the company was passing through a narrow valley flanked on 3 sides by high hills when the enemy laid down a barrage of mortar, automatic-weapons and small-arms fire. The company suffered a large number of casualties from the intense hostile fire while fighting its way out of the ambush. Pfc. Wilson proceeded at once to move among the wounded and administered aid to them oblivious of the danger to himself, constantly exposing himself to hostile fire. The company commander ordered a withdrawal as the enemy threatened to encircle and isolate the company. As his unit withdrew Private Wilson assisted wounded men to safety and assured himself that none were left behind. After the company had pulled back he learned that a comrade previously thought dead had been seen to be moving and attempting to crawl to safety. Despite the protests of his comrades, unarmed and facing a merciless enemy, Pfc. Wilson returned to the dangerous position in search of his comrade. Two days later a patrol found him lying beside the man he returned to aid. He had been shot several times while trying to shield and administer aid to the wounded man. Pfc. Wilson's superb personal bravery, consummate courage and willing self-sacrifice for his comrades reflect untold glory upon himself and uphold the esteemed traditions of the military service.

Private First Class Robert Lee Wilson (US Marine Corps) received his Medal of Honor for his actions on August 4, 1944, on Tinian Island, Marianas Group. His citation reads:

For conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity at the risk of his life above and beyond the call of duty while serving with the 2d Battalion, 6th Marines, 2d Marine Division, during action against enemy Japanese forces at Tinian Island, Marianas Group, on 4 August 1944. As 1 of a group of marines advancing through heavy underbrush to neutralize isolated points of resistance, Pfc. Wilson daringly preceded his companions toward a pile of rocks where Japanese troops were supposed to be hiding. Fully aware of the danger involved, he was moving forward while the remainder of the squad, armed with automatic rifles, closed together in the rear when an enemy grenade landed in the midst of the group. Quick to act, Pfc. Wilson cried a warning to the men and unhesitatingly threw himself on the grenade, heroically sacrificing his own life that the others might live and fulfill their mission. His exceptional valor, his courageous loyalty and unwavering devotion to duty in the face of grave peril reflect the highest credit upon Pfc. Wilson and the U.S. Naval Service. He gallantly gave his life for his country.


Today’s Pic

Colt asking The Wife if she was going to eat the rest of that sandwich...

So Maverick woke me up a little after midnight because he had to use the bathroom. I got up and let him out and went ahead and stepped outside (in hopes of being able to keep him from going off and exploring after doing his business). It was raining a little, but nothing too bad. It was dark outside, but I was able to still see Maverick get done doing his business and start to go on “patrol”. I started to call him and go into the yard to get him when, out of nowhere (ie, no previous thunder), there was a bright flash (like a powerful flashlight being turned on right in your face) followed by thunder (though, to be honest, the thunder wasn’t as instant as I expected for as bright as the lightening was). The lightening was bright enough and sudden enough that it took my eyes a minute to readjust to the darkness. Once I was able to see again I started looking in the yard for Maverick. Before I could take a step, I hear him (behind me) bark. I turn around and see my warrior dog, who usually takes about 5 minutes to climb the steps to our backdoor, standing at the door looking at me like I was crazy for being out there. So I guess there is something that Maverick is scared off. Not that I blame him…

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