Into the Wild

Veterans Day


We take a brief break from the Outdoor World to pay honor to the men and women that allow us to so richly enjoy our everyday pleasures. 

If it weren’t for our Armed Services, we’d be scrambling everyday to stay alive. Thanks to them, we can live a peaceable life and build the infrastructure for a powerful nation and go to sleep every night unafraid.

I’m reminded of the above since I attended the Boise Rescue Mission Veteran’s Day Luncheon on Friday. It was a cool event and honored our veterans.  

Rev. Roscoe opening the event.

I loved it! I’m a big time American and have ZERO tolerance for anyone that wants to richly enjoy the many blessings of the by far best country in the world and rag on how evil she is. I could say more but you get my drift.

The event was awesome. Rev. Roscoe and his crew did an awesome job. All the way from the gung-ho parking lot attendants, the greeters on up to the speaker and the young lady with a beautiful voice that sang us some patriotic songs.

By chance I took my camera. As the event started, I walked around taking some random pics. I

 was about done and turned around to my left. My eye fell upon a set-up on the side that made my heart skip a beat. It was a small table set-up with the glasses turned upside down for the POW’s.

You have to love the rank-and-file soldiers. They’re not into the dark political side that seems to envelope some of the upper echelon. 

They live by one purpose. Love America and take care of her. Seek out the bad guys and kill them. Pure and simple.

When I turned around and saw this table my heart skipped a beat

I wasn’t in the armed forces. But I was raised to be patriotic. My dad fought in WWII. He was a B24 pilot on a Liberator at the ripe old age of 19 years old. 

Every night he’d read the Bible to us kids, we’d then say our prayers together then he’d tell us boys an Army story. At the end of his story, he’d tell us every night that America was the best country in the world.

Next year if you’re free, I’d suggest that you attend the BRM Veteran’s Luncheon. And while on the subject, I want to put in a plug for the Boise Rescue Mission. I’m not a real sympathetic girly man but still, everyone takes some tough hits on the chin in life. Some more so than others. 

I don’t support a lot of organizations but the BRM is one that I do.

If you want to help some people out that have hit rock bottom and have nowhere to turn, check out the BRM. Or we can them all OD. 

If they want help, the BRM is there to give them a fighting chance. I dare say that everyone reading this article has at least one close family member, co-worker or friend that has been devastated by drugs/alcohol.

The Veteran's luncheon had good attendance.

The BRM is not in any way supported by federal funding which is good. 

Any time an organization takes federal funding, it comes with strings attached. I don’t want to financially support anything that the federal government supports.

When you see a serviceman in the airport, take a second and tell them thanks for their service and maybe even offer to buy them a cup of coffee.

DISCLAIMER: I stand to gain nothing if you support the BRM or not. In fact, to make sure that there is no such claim, I’m not even going to charge the paper for this article.

Tom Claycomb is a hunting enthusiast and writes a bi-monthly column for Great Basin Sun.