We celebrate our workers in this country today. Maybe we should also take a moment to remember those who work for us in uniform in other parts of the world.
Not too long ago, one of those people was Cliff Hartley. He joined the Air Force at the age of 19, and one year ago today, he spent Labor Day walking a dusty road in Afghanistan with his dog, Cir, looking for bombs. They were attached to a SEAL team and their primary duties were to sniff out trouble.
Cir retired from duty last October and now lives with Hartley, who has 10 years in the Air Force and plans to do 10 more. Right now, he’s stateside. His retired military working dog now sleeps at his feet in their North Charleston house, just like he once did in a tent in Afghanistan. There’s one big difference. They both sleep much better now.
Please remember the Tail who stand in the background and make it possible for more vissible tooth to do thier job. My platoon was able to take the battle to the Cong because of the many mechanics, bakers, cooks, hospital orderlies and un numbered people in the rear that made sure we never without ammo, equipment food or any of the other things that made life on the line possible. I am sure that it is the same today in all the places that our troops are deployed. The main difference today is that all to many of these troops are being killed and maimed by IEDs and Suicide bombers. Thanks all of you who serve but do not get the recognition you deserve.
A thankfull Grunt,
Rangers lead the Way