OK- some of you have heard me tell this before. Sorry, just go wash and wax your dog or something for a minute. For the rest of you-
There is a program called "Helmets to Hardhats"- it seeks to take military certifications, and convert them to civilian certifications- like a military Combat Engineer that has training that SHOULD be accepted by civilian licensing authorities. I do a small amount of work with that program. June 2000. I was attending a national meeting of that group at a very nice hotel in DC.
As I was passing through the lobby, I noticed an older gent sitting in the lobby. His shirt caught my eye- a REAL Hawai'ian Aloha shirt. I do business in the islands, and they are business wear instead of a coat and tie. If you are a local, you can probably tell the brand of the shirt (God help you if you wear a TOURIST shirt)
I spoke with him in passing- "Hey Bra- you long way from home, eh?" He smiled, said "Yeah- dis not much like Lihue." "You from Kauai? You know the Maeda's (construction company) ?" "HERB? You know Herb? Hey, must be small world!"
So, we're talking, asked if he was on vacation. He said "No, here with some of the guys I was in the Army with. Come on over, I'll introduce you."
We walked around the corner, and there were 6 more older Hawai'ian gents. He introduced me, shook hands, asked if they had a reunion? Sort of.
The seven of them were waiting at the hotel for the motorcade to take them to the White House. Those seven members of the 442 RCT and the 100th Bn were that morning to receive the Medal of Honor.
In 23 years of military service, I had met two holders of the Medal. That morning, I was privileged to salute seven of them at one time. I was completely trashed for the rest of the day.
What we have here is... failure- to communicate.