This was one of a few uniforms worn by my father, Brett Wooten, and this one in particular was worn around 1986.
SFC Brett Wooten, Ret., enlisted in 1977 at the age of 18, and immediately attended Airborne school after basic. He served in the 82nd Airborne for several years, and then survived the Two Weeks in Hell and being accepted into the Special Forces. From that point on, he was a Green Beret assigned to the 3/20th Special Forces stationed out of Camp Blanding Army base. He traveled all over the world, spending time in Panama, Peru, Chile, other parts of South America, Kuwait, and several other countries.
While he was stationed at Camp Blanding, in 1991, he met my mother and grandfather, who were also at Camp Blanding. My father retired somewhere around 2002, and a few years later agreed to go over to Kuwait to train Marines and local allies in Hand-to-hand combat (CQC)
I was unable to present any of his ribbons and awards with this uniform, but I do have his SF jacket and Green Beret in the picture (both of which are way older than I am x3), and amazingly both fit me like a glove as they did my father
So here is my father's uniform
I am very proud, my friend *looks at his father's pictures and remembers when he was overseas, and being unsure if he'd come home or not*
And I thank them everyday; were it not for them, I wouldn't be here right now, let alone live as a free man. Our veterans have done more than anyone could repay them for....it's sad that so few people treat them with the respect they deserve
As one great singer once said: One Hell of an Amen!
I love that song! (and the part where he talks about America putting a boot in the enemy's a** basically describes my attitude toward those who kill and terrorize)
Have you heard Lonestar's 'I'm Already There'?