Who in your family served in Military ?

Dad - Navy
Grandpa - Navy, shipwrecked during WWII and had a reunion with his shipwreck buddies every 5 years for life
Uncle - Army, Vietnam
Uncle - Marine Corps

Way too many cousins to list in various branches. Most in my family have done four years and got out. Marine Corps uncle reupped once. We're not so much a military family, as it's a rite of passage and a way for our rural southern family to pay for college.
 
Husband- Army (Desert Storm)
Hubby’s two brothers - Army
Father in law - Army (Vietnam)
Father in law’s brother - Army (Vietnam
Father in laws Uncle - Army ( Killed Battle of the bulge)
My Uncle - Army (WW II)
Another Uncle - Air Force
Another Uncle - Can’t recall what branch he served.
 
Me Navy
Dad Navy
Uncle Navy

by no means are we a family who is loves being in the water, we all joined cause chicks dig the Navy Uniform

Thank you for your service.

My Dad & DFIL - Army
My Stepdad (deceased) - Army
My Grandma (deceased) - Marine
Both Grandpas (deceased) - Army
 
Not really a true spell in the military but...

I was in the cadets, naval division. Was a non-commissioned officer, Warrant Officer rank, rifleman. Specialised in weaponry, from No.8. Cadet Rifles to FN-P90 sub-machine weapons. Also taught naval theory and helmsmanship.

Grandfathers - army, one in Burma where he stepped on a land mine and one who was stationed in Egypt.
 
Navy - DH (Desert Storm), father (Vietnam), uncle (Vietnam), great-grandfather (WW1 & WW2), cousin (active).

Army - grand-uncle (WW2/Purple Heart)

Air Force - SIL

Son was in the Naval Sea Cadets
 
My father drove a Sherman Tank in WWII. He came back with various illnesses, injuries, and severe PTSD. Unfortunately, not a lot could be done for them in those days. Nonetheless, he was very proud to have served. And I am proud of him!

I visited his (and my mother’s) graves this morning at the VA National Cemetery on Cape Cod. It was beautiful, despite the wet weather. While there, we heard a bagpiper playing Taps. That made me tear up.

I also had many uncles and cousins serve in the Army, Air Force and Navy. :lovestruc

I was a VA nurse at the beginning of my career. I LOVE our Veterans! :goodvibes

A big, heartfelt THANK YOU to all who served! 🇺🇸

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DD served in the Navy 2012-2016.
Uncle served 1958-1962.
FIL served in Korea in the Marines.
Had a couple of great-uncles who served in WW2, one died in Italy.
Doing genealogy research, I've learned several great-grandfathers served in the Civil War, on both sides, and I had some who served in the War of 1812. Still trying to prove a Revolutionary War ancestor for SAR membership.
 
Grandfather: Army (WWII)
Grandma: Navy nurse (WWII)
Paternal grandfather: Army - I think?
Uncle - Army (Vietnam)

My dad wanted to go to Vietnam but his dad wouldn't let him and his number didn't get called for the draft. He told me he regretted not just signing up.

We have more family members in previous generations dating all the way back to the Revolution.
 
I had a few friends that carried the guilt of not going to Vietnam. I don't know why, but I understand it in a way. I'm sure that at the time they were praying to not have their number come up. I did go there and sometimes feel guilty that I didn't get killed or even injured. I go to the Wall in DC and it is almost overwhelming and confusing. Why did all those young people with so much promise for the future die and I got to come back without a scratch on my body and only minor twinges emotionally.

I spent the first thirty years never even thinking about it and never bringing it up at all. Since then I have decided that I am proud of my time there and actually feel awful when I hear "Thank you for your service". Most of the people that say that weren't even alive when I returned home. It almost feels to me like something that is said out of a feeling that it should be said, but in their hearts really aren't feeling anything. That, I guess is what I brought back with me that has remained permanently etched in my mind. When we returned we really couldn't socially even talk about it.
 
I had a few friends that carried the guilt of not going to Vietnam. I don't know why, but I understand it in a way. I'm sure that at the time they were praying to not have their number come up. I did go there and sometimes feel guilty that I didn't get killed or even injured. I go to the Wall in DC and it is almost overwhelming and confusing. Why did all those young people with so much promise for the future die and I got to come back without a scratch on my body and only minor twinges emotionally.

I spent the first thirty years never even thinking about it and never bringing it up at all. Since then I have decided that I am proud of my time there and actually feel awful when I hear "Thank you for your service". Most of the people that say that weren't even alive when I returned home. It almost feels to me like something that is said out of a feeling that it should be said, but in their hearts really aren't feeling anything. That, I guess is what I brought back with me that has remained permanently etched in my mind. When we returned we really couldn't socially even talk about it.
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