FOG's

[Ranger Ron]

I never really liked the terminology "Old Farts"
But this makes me feel better about it.
And if you ain't one, I betchya you know one!
I got this from an "Old Fart" friend of mine!

OLD FART PRIDE
I'm passing this on as I did not want to be the only old fart receiving it. Actually, it's not a bad thing to be called, as you will see. Old Farts are easy to spot at sporting events; during the playing of The Star Spangled Banner. Old Farts remove their caps and stand at attention and sing without embarrassment. They know the words and believe in them.

Old Farts remember World War II, D day, VE day, Normandy and Hitler. They remember the Atomic Age, the Korean War, The Cold War, the Jet Age and the Moon Landing. They remember the Peacekeeping Missions from 1945 to 2005, not to mention Vietnam . .

If you bump into an Old Fart on the sidewalk he will apologize. If you pass an Old Fart on the street, he will nod or tip his cap to a lady. Old Farts trust strangers and are courtly to women.

Old Farts hold the door for the next person and always, when walking, make certain the lady is on the inside for protection.

Old Farts get embarrassed if someone curses in front of women and children and they don't like any filth or dirty language on TV or in movies.

Old Farts have moral courage and personal integrity. They seldom brag unless it's about their children or Grandchildren.

It's the Old Farts who know our great country is protected, not by politicians, but by the young men and women in the military serving their country.

This country needs Old Farts with their work ethic, sense of responsibility, pride in their country and decent values.

We need them now more than ever.

Thank God for Old Farts!

Pass this on to all the "Old Farts" you know.

I was taught to respect my elders.
It's just getting harder to find them.

[CharlieRanger1FFV]

Well put, Ron!


RLTW!!!

[RangerX]

I just farted.....

[Furious George]

I was at the Vietnam Memorial in 1988, as a young PFC., on July 4th, while serving with the 82d. It was a not only a memorable
moment, but a moment in time that I will never forget, I was in for two years at that point, but had met met some of the FOG's during Division Review. I was at the wall and met some of the greatest warriors around. I was in uniform and these brave soldiers told me stories that they had not told their families of since the war. I was honored to hear these stories and one, in particular, sticks in mind. As I was reading various letters of people left to their loved ones, I noticed a MSgt., sitting in a wheel chair, sporting a Green Beret, in his dress uniform. A boy, probably 10 yrs. of age, looked at him and asked how long he had been in the army.

Without hesitance, this Msgt. replied, "Son, I've been in so long, I was on KP at the last supper!"

I died laughing, but the boy just looked at the Msgt. with bewilderment...he just said, "Oh, cool, thanks." and walked away.

Thanks, you FOG's, you led the way. I think I'm in your AO, or getting close to it.