Oh better get the fire department because I could blast the “Red Cross” for all sort of things they have done wrong to the American people and our Veterans for several wars and several disasters. I will try to be brief. When I was in grade school, the Red Cross would campaign every year for donations at our school. I thought the Red Cross on their buttons and logos was for Christian and goodness as well as help and I wanted to help them — and at 5 yrs old, you loved the little metal button with the red cross because it was an honorable badge of some sort for helping. And it was only a dime. Well, I asked my parents for a dime to donate to get the little red cross button. To my father, WWII D-Day, Normandy Beach was happening all over 13 years later. He calmed down and tried to explain that I was not to donate a dime or wear the little red cross button ever and the reason why is because when they came into the bombed out unsafe cities in France, Germany, Denmark and England — they would be tired, hungry, cold, and just struggling to maintain some kind of civility and could barely stand up from lack sleep and food and cold for days in fox holes they dug and covered themselves with snow for warmth and to hide. They would see a Red Cross cart with coffee and stale donuts but they didn’t care. It looked like something warm and edible and from home. Dad said the Red Cross would make them pay for the coffee and stale donut. He didn’t think that was right since he barely had any money and it was already paid for by the donations and tax exempt dollars. He passed on the only food and warm drink rather than let them rob he and the other servicemen who made it through hell and were cold and hungry, They were stealing from the Veterans and making a profit you see and getting by with it for 100 years or more now from all the disasters evidently. Well I never donated or thought anymore about them until I got married 20 years later. My father-in-law was in WWII, same time on a Navy ship. He said something similar about the Red Cross one day when it came up and he was not as nice as my Daddy trying to explain why he hated them so. I told him what my Dad said 20 years prior and he said that Dad was absolutely right and that he knew it to be true first hand and so did half our servicemen that lived through all of it. Shame on them. Wonder how many others they profess to help and don’t. Can you imagine. Every time I hear of them on the news or from someone, I think about it and wonder if they really have helped and how many were hurt and disillusioned from the lack of help like my Dad and Father-in-law — both in Leavenworth, Kansas at one time. My Dad was buried in the Leavenworth Cemetery in 1986 and my Father-in-Law was in the Leavenworth Old Soldiers Home for a few years in 1995 to 2003 and then buried by his wife in another cemetery — but I think he wanted to be there around my Dad for some time and so he was for a few years they were together. Now if I see the red cross, I want to turn it, so it isn’t straight and it looks more like an “X”.
Oh better get the fire department because I could blast the “Red Cross” for all sort of things they have done wrong to the American people and our Veterans for several wars and several disasters. I will try to be brief. When I was in grade school, the Red Cross would campaign every year for donations at our school. I thought the Red Cross on their buttons and logos was for Christian and goodness as well as help and I wanted to help them — and at 5 yrs old, you loved the little metal button with the red cross because it was an honorable badge of some sort for helping. And it was only a dime. Well, I asked my parents for a dime to donate to get the little red cross button. To my father, WWII D-Day, Normandy Beach was happening all over 13 years later. He calmed down and tried to explain that I was not to donate a dime or wear the little red cross button ever and the reason why is because when they came into the bombed out unsafe cities in France, Germany, Denmark and England — they would be tired, hungry, cold, and just struggling to maintain some kind of civility and could barely stand up from lack sleep and food and cold for days in fox holes they dug and covered themselves with snow for warmth and to hide. They would see a Red Cross cart with coffee and stale donuts but they didn’t care. It looked like something warm and edible and from home. Dad said the Red Cross would make them pay for the coffee and stale donut. He didn’t think that was right since he barely had any money and it was already paid for by the donations and tax exempt dollars. He passed on the only food and warm drink rather than let them rob he and the other servicemen who made it through hell and were cold and hungry, They were stealing from the Veterans and making a profit you see and getting by with it for 100 years or more now from all the disasters evidently. Well I never donated or thought anymore about them until I got married 20 years later. My father-in-law was in WWII, same time on a Navy ship. He said something similar about the Red Cross one day when it came up and he was not as nice as my Daddy trying to explain why he hated them so. I told him what my Dad said 20 years prior and he said that Dad was absolutely right and that he knew it to be true first hand and so did half our servicemen that lived through all of it. Shame on them. Wonder how many others they profess to help and don’t. Can you imagine. Every time I hear of them on the news or from someone, I think about it and wonder if they really have helped and how many were hurt and disillusioned from the lack of help like my Dad and Father-in-law — both in Leavenworth, Kansas at one time. My Dad was buried in the Leavenworth Cemetery in 1986 and my Father-in-Law was in the Leavenworth Old Soldiers Home for a few years in 1995 to 2003 and then buried by his wife in another cemetery — but I think he wanted to be there around my Dad for some time and so he was for a few years they were together. Now if I see the red cross, I want to turn it, so it isn’t straight and it looks more like an “X”.