Saturday, August 31, 2013

The Patriot Guard

Stories come from the most unusual of places and have much more meaning than anyone could guess. Yesterday, I heard such a story. Not only was it interesting, it stirred a well of emotions in a big burly guy with a braided white to grey pony tail . Yes, he rode a Harley. He also was a volunteer for The Patriot Guard.

When the government's executive-style jet flies into the closest small town airport with the casketed remains of a young military serviceman or woman returning home for the last time, or, to a busy airport in a major city like DFW or O'Hara or Atlanta, LA and others, the local chapter of the patriot guard will meet the plane with the funeral director and escort the remains back to the funeral home. They will also escort those remains to their final resting place be it a military cemetery or a local cemetery. In other words, it is a tribute to the fallen comrade that basically says, you are not alone. They will also honor a veteran in the same way. To see them in action is a big emotional stirring within itself.

A couple of years ago at the 71st Annual Memorial Day Dallas, last years 72nd and this years 73rd, the opportunity to speak with several of the men and their wives and/or girlfriends who ride as a group is always an honor for me. I have meet lawyers, doctors, business executives, airplane mechanics,construction workers, retirees and even military men and women on leave who give of their time to honor the fallen servicemen and women. Yes, I've even meet a judge who rode for the Patriot Guard once.

Yesterday, I spotted the flags at a local cemetery and drove to the grave site. The active duty officers from the Joint Reserve Base were ready and so were the Patriot Guards. The funeral was not due to arrive at the grave site for nearly an hour. There would be time to get a few pictures and chat briefly with the Patriot Guard that was there.

The big burly guy with the pony tail was eager to relate the story behind his pony tail when ask. He said that he rode with his young wife sitting in the Queen seat of his Harley. When he came back from Viet Nam, he let his hair grow long. When he and his wife went riding, his hair would blow into her face. He started to braid his hair into a pony tail so that it would not blow into his wife's face. He still has the pony tail neatly braided today.

Here are  the flags on a 102 *F Texas afternoon.
The Patriot Guard, The American and the Veteran Administration seal flags

The American Flags

Two Active Duty Navy Personnel Await Their Charge

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