scottsomers's blog: "respect"

this on is called respect

remmber i just going to tell u the way i see it so if it offend u dont read it cause the truth can hurt.We are taught at an early years what repect is . right? hum when did we forget it or were never taught it. well u tell me.. when in the military my life and my friends life where alway in each others hand talk about learning trust. we deploye to some part of the world were it usely was peaceful but yes there was also danger out there and sometime we were the danger like a panther crawling threw the jungle looking for food. but we would be looking for targets our job was simple keep this country free at all cost and if it cost ur life then so be it. this is where i get my first taste of respect yes i loved my country and i would do what ever it took to make sure you were free. that was my job no one forced me to do it no pressured me to do it nothing i just did it like i said my parnet taught me respect of them and girls boy did they push that one... but i am glad they did cause they are truely one of gods best creation and lets face it with out this place wouldnt be here.so learning respect had to be repectful to my bosses cant step on there toes and kiss there butt latter or can i...hum good ? we will talk about that in aminute so while in the military being a soilder doing my duty for what money i made the benfits of seeing the world and a bunch of hell holes too cause beleive me when i say i understand why other country hate us there jeolous and we take it for granted everyday the things we have here. when i say freedom is not free i mean it i been there in 1983 i think it was i guy i went threw bootcamp and deployed with me was my best friend and i donthave alot of those but in this case he washe watched my backi watched his that was life and believe me we saved each other life many of times. execpt this day he was hot threw the head. the hardest day of my life i still see it to this day. and that wasnt really the hard part the hard part was bring him home to his parnets i felt like i lost my soal that day when i saw his mom and sister crying. but i did like every soilder or salior is told to do suck it and show respectwell needless to say we folded that flag and keep up the cassing from the gun salute and tucked the neatly in that flag and gave that elag to his mom. i canstill feel my cheast get tight when i think about thisand how hot and choked up i still feel. my first real life death experince and man i was only 20 years old wow the pain i felt i took a month leave after that day and did what anyone whould do got drunk until the pain went away or i passed out.use;;y passed out cause the pain never goes away.now if u read my earlier blog u know i started riding at 18 in the snow in the winter. so guess where iam going now to after the military yes i did my time and was the poster child for the navy until i deside i seen enought yea that was right after i puked up dessert storm. they called a sis fire and i was already pass my time to get out so the goverment threw me out into the public didnt tell me anything went from a life style of living on the edge to living like everybody else oh wow what an adjustment... see uncle sam didnt want to have to pay me civian wages while they out prossed meit was either reenlist or get out...well i found while i was in the military back then that people around military base hate us i remmber walking down virgina beach and seeing sign that said on people frount yards now salior and dogs stay off the grass what the hell now i am a dog...well if iam a dog then guess what when i got out hey shoe fits let me find others like where would u find people like him wasnt hard actually u see i rode a bike and i love to drink back then hum living on the edge of life again seam right dont u think.well i had gotton remarried and my wife who i loved dearly first woman i ever did too love to ride and rode as good as any man i was in what i call hog heaven... were rode hogs for those of u that dont know what hogs are there harleys. anyway the more we rode the better i was feeling she show me what true life was about she tore me down and brought me back to a simple life and retaught me about love and i thank her for that.so the third chapter in my life opens i am recurted in to a motorcycle club. not a 1 percent club but about as close as i wanted to come to one been to many of the 1 percent rally and party too hey this i now i place like the military and most of them are ex militaryman i am home again living on the edge but now i got someone to keep me in check. yeap thats the old lady but she wasnt old and she was a lady and she what my world revolved around so now here i am a biker ex military my brothers respect me my wife respect me and i in return do the same respecet breeds respect. well i patch in this club of brothers and one day a brother disrespect my wife. doesnt go well with me i get hot old school military flashes before my eyes and the values my parnets had already taught me alway respect a lady... weel needs less to say i put my brother in the hospital at the time . of course then church is held because of it. church for u that never been a biker is a meeting place in the club house. well the gentleman that disrepected my wife was made to prosect again which isnt good. he choose to leave the club after that color were taken ect.... shortly after that i realized that people didnt respect me still they just fear me al becasue i rode a bike and wore black leathers.... well i now which has been many years ago dont ride with a club anymore but i do ride and still wear the clothes when i do life a circle i wear a patch on my back thats the arican eagle and it says real simple love it or leave it my top rocker say ill never forget and the bottom say usa there no mc on my vest i am a lone wolf..i am an indepent and will remain that way i have the fullish respect for all my brothers in the brotherhood and would openly ride with them they know what respect is for one and another.you know there are so many of us out there that desvere this country repect we fight everyday for our benfits and this country put us threw red tape to get them...sad. well now to present life i have kids all grown up and my dad has passed he started the bll rolling in teaching me respect and i thank him for it now is the time for all of us to look with in ourself and find that so called respect u were taught and use it might make ur life happier i know mine is... yes i live alone but i own my own house abd bike and cars . i am just me and thats all i will every be...if u made it this far congrates...scott