A Special Tribute

Some people have been a bit offended that the actor, Lee Marvin, is buried in a grave alongside three- and four-star generals at Arlington National Cemetery. His marker gives his name, rank (PVT) and service (USMC). Nothing else. Here’s a guy who was only a famous movie star who served his time, why the heck does he rate burial with these guys? Well, following is the amazing answer:

In a time when many Hollywood stars served their country in the armed forces often in rear echelon posts where they were carefully protected, only to be trotted out to perform for the cameras in war bond promotions, Lee Marvin was a genuine hero. He won the Navy Cross at Iwo Jima. There is only one higher Naval award…the Medal of Honor!

If that is a surprising comment on the true character of the man, he credits his sergeant with an even greater show of bravery.

Dialog from “The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson”: His guest was Lee Marvin…Johnny said:

“Lee, I’ll bet a lot of people are unaware that you were a Marine in the initial landing at Iwo Jima, and that during the course of that action you earned the Navy Cross and were severely wounded.”

“Yeah, yeah, I got shot square in the bottom and they gave me the Cross for securing a hot spot about halfway up Suribachi. Bad thing about getting shot up on a mountain is guys getting shot hauling you down. But, Johnny, at Iwo, I served under the bravest man I ever knew. We both got the Cross the same day, but what he did for his Cross made mine look cheap in comparison. That dumb guy actually stood up on Red beach and directed his troops to move forward and get the hell off the beach.. Bullets flying by, with mortar rounds landing everywhere and he stood there as the main target of gunfire so that he could get his men to safety. He did this on more than one occasion because his men’s safety was more important than his own life.

That Sergeant and I have been lifelong friends. When they brought me off Suribachi we passed the Sergeant and he lit a smoke and passed it to me, lying on my belly on the litter and said, “Where’d they get you Lee?” “Well Bob, if you make it home before me, tell Mom to sell the outhouse!”

Johnny, I’m not lying, Sergeant Keeshan was the bravest man I ever knew. The Sergeant’s name is Bob Keeshan. You and the world know him as Captain Kangaroo.”

Captain Kangaroo passed away on January 23, 2004 at age 76 , which is odd, because he always looked to be 76. (DOB: 6/27/27 ) His death reminded me of the following story.

On another note, there was this wimpy little man (who passed away) on PBS, gentle and quiet. Mr. Rogers is another of those you would least suspect of being anything but what he now portrays to our youth. But Mr. Rogers was a U.S. Navy Seal, combat-proven in Vietnam with over twenty-five confirmed kills to his name.

He wore a long-sleeved sweater on TV, to cover the many tattoos on his forearm and biceps. He was a master in small arms and hand-to-hand combat, able to disarm or kill in a heartbeat

After the war Mr. Rogers became an ordained Presbyterian minister and a pacifist. Vowing to never harm another human and also dedicating the rest of his life to trying to help lead children on the right path in life… He hid away the tattoos and his past life and won our hearts with his quiet wit and charm..

America’s real heroes don’t flaunt what they did; they quietly go about their day-to-day lives, doing what they do best. They earned our respect and the freedoms that we all enjoy.

Look around and see if you can find one of those heroes in your midst.

Often, they are the ones you’d least suspect, but would most like to have on your side if anything ever happened.

Take the time to thank anyone that has fought for our freedom. With encouragement they could be the next Captain Kangaroo or Mr. Rogers.

Send this on, please? Nothing will happen if you don’t, but you will be awakening others to what a HERO is made of.

© 2010, Lekatt. All rights reserved.

Letters 09, NDE

(For an explanation of this catagory, and the letters posted here, go to the first post in this catagory).
———-

I had a NDE when I was only one year old that I remember fully. The interesting thing about it is that I could not understand what everyone around me was saying before I died. However, after I died and spiraled upward I could hear everyone’s voices below me and understood every word. The only thing that brought me back down into earth and eventually into my body was my mother’s grief stricken scream laden with pain.

© 2010, Lekatt. All rights reserved.

Hurricane

Caught unaware on
the blackest night
by a demon force
of a thousand frights.

Thrown and tossed,
dashed and smashed,
grim waves upon
our trapped ship crashed.

Sending dark, cold waters
swashing over, and into,
bilges full of ocean
sinking at the screws.

Man the pumps,
start them everyone
or lost we be, come
the morning sun.

A frighted crew, weary
to post, tied to deck and rail,
clung fast to ship, for life
from the horrendous gale.

A crack, a boom split the air
heard ‘bove the pounding roar
our life boat cut clean in half
by knife-like wave, ’twas no more.

Taller grew the waves as
stronger, faster blew the wind,
eighty feet and growing
while we were trapped therein.

Towering over ship and down
the waves smashed it all,
rafts, nets, and tools, in
the ocean they did fall.

Wallowing in the troughs,
teetering on the crests,
deadly close to capsizing,
confronting the ultimate test.

Dark fear of doom and death
in the watery sea so gray
now filled thoughts of men,
nothing left to do but pray.

Past three-hours-ten the
deadly storm slacked grip,
clenched so tight on our
beaten, broken ship.

First light revealed the vessel
painted a crystalline white
by salt on bristle of wave
throughout the raging night.

An eerie ghost-like image
of ship once strong and free
stripped of its grand colors
by a tormented, angry sea.

We rode the weather down
with courage, great care,
yet know not how, nor why
our tiny ship was spared.

Lekatt

© 2010 – 2020, Lekatt. All rights reserved.

Science and the Near-Death Experience

“Science and the Near-Death Experience” by Chris Carter

Using evidence from scientific studies, quantum mechanics, and consciousness research, Carter reveals how consciousness does not depend on the brain and may, in fact, survive the death of our bodies. Examining ancient and modern accounts of NDEs from around the world, including China, India, and tribal societies such as the Native American and the Maori, he explains how NDEs provide evidence of consciousness surviving the death of our bodies. He looks at the many psychological and physiological explanations for NDEs raised by skeptics–such as stress, birth memories, or oxygen starvation–and clearly shows why each of them fails to truly explain the NDE.

© 2010, Lekatt. All rights reserved.

Page 2 of 5
1 2 3 5