"John H" wrote in message
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On 19 Apr 2004 04:16:26 -0700, (basskisser) wrote:
"Joe" wrote in message
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"basskisser" wrote in message
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"Bill" wrote in message
Oh yea Asskisser and Harry you need to look at Kerry's Purple
Hearts and
how
he got them.. Just a little fact finding mission.or do you have the
guts
to
look for yourself.
1. Gunshot wound,left arm, in a firefight on river patrol.
2. Shrapnel wound, right arm, bomb near patrol boat.
3. Shrapnel wound, left thigh.
Wow! Those sound like some serious wounds. How long did he spend in the
hospital for each of his injuries?
You don't consider shrapnel wounds, and gunshot wounds serious? How
many times, and what types of combat injuries did YOU receive? I take
it you must have some, because above, you've qualified yourself to be
an expert, and subsequently deem gunshot and shrapnel wounds serious
or not.
(Breaking resolution again...)
Some wounds are serious, some aren't. His fall in the latter category.
Well, they were serious enough to get him a few Purple Hearts and rotated
back to the world.
So in essence, your opinion seems to be politically skewed from reality.
It was Dec. 2, 1968, and Lt. j.g. John Kerry was on a special nighttime
covert mission in Vietnam. He had been ordered into a Viet Cong-infested
peninsula north of Cam Ranh Bay to disrupt a smuggling operation. His vessel
was a Boston Whaler, a boat that could float after taking 1,000 rounds of
automatic weapons fire. Much of the evening was spent apprehending fishermen
in a curfew zone. At approximately 2 a.m., however, they proceeded up an
inlet with wild jungle on both sides of the boat. As they approached a bay,
Kerry's whaler fired flares into the air. To their horror, not far from
them, were a startled group of Viet Cong smugglers trafficking in
contraband.
"We opened fire," Kerry told me in a Jan. 30, 2003, interview. "The light
from the flares started to fade, the air was full of explosions. My M-16
jammed, and as I bent down to grab another gun, a stinging piece of heat
socked into my arm and just seemed to burn like hell. By this time one of
the sailors had started the engine and we ran by the beach strafing it. Then
it was quiet."