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Medal of Honor, Nov. 16, 2010
Medal of Honor, Nov. 16, 2010
President Barack Obama presents the Medal of Honor to Staff Sgt. Salvatore Giunta in the East Room of the White House, Nov. 16, 2010, for his actions of valor during an enemy attack in the Korengal Valley of Afghanistan, Oct. 2007. White House photo by Chuck Kennedy This afternoon in the East Room of the White House, President Barack Obama presented the Medal of Honor for conspicuous gallantry to Staff Sgt. Salvatore Giunta, U.S. Army — the first living servicemember from the Iraq or Afghanistan wars to receive it. “Now, I’m going to go off-script here for a second and just say I really like this guy,” said the President to laughter and applause. “I think anybody — we all just get a sense of people and who they are, and when you meet Sal and you meet his family, you are just absolutely convinced that this is what America is all about.” As the President always does, he recounted the story of the events that earned this honor, and as always it needs no editorial embellishment: “During the first of his two tours of duty in Afghanistan, Staff Sergeant Giunta was forced early on to come to terms with the loss of comrades and friends. His team leader at the time gave him a piece of advice: ‘You just try — you just got to try to do everything you can when it’s your time to do it.’ “Salvatore Giunta’s time came on October 25, 2007. He was a Specialist then, just 22 years old. “Sal and his platoon were several days into a mission in the Korengal Valley — the most dangerous valley in northeast Afghanistan. The moon was full. The light it cast was enough to travel by without using their night-vision goggles. With heavy gear on their backs, and air support overhead, they made their way single file down a rocky ridge crest, along terrain so steep that sliding was sometimes easier than walking. “They hadn’t traveled a quarter mile before the silence was shattered. It was an ambush, so close that the cracks of the guns and the whiz of the bullets were simultaneous. Tracer fire hammered the ridge at hundreds of rounds per minute — ‘More,’ Sal said later, ‘than the stars in the sky.’ “The Apache gunships above saw it all, but couldn’t engage with the enemy so close to our soldiers. The next platoon heard the shooting, but were too far away to join the fight in time. “And the two lead men were hit by enemy fire and knocked down instantly. When the third was struck in the helmet and fell to the ground, Sal charged headlong into the wall of bullets to pull him to safety behind what little cover there was. As he did, Sal was hit twice — one round slamming into his body armor, the other shattering a weapon slung across his back. “They were pinned down, and two wounded Americans still lay up ahead. So Sal and his comrades regrouped and counterattacked. They threw grenades, using the explosions as cover to run forward, shooting at the muzzle flashes still erupting from the trees. Then they did it again. And again. Throwing grenades, charging ahead. Finally, they reached one of their men. He’d been shot twice in the leg, but he had kept returning fire until his gun jammed. “As another soldier tended to his wounds, Sal sprinted ahead, at every step meeting relentless enemy fire with his own. He crested a hill alone, with no cover but the dust kicked up by the storm of bullets still biting into the ground. There, he saw a chilling sight: the silhouettes of two insurgents carrying the other wounded American away — who happened to be one of Sal’s best friends. Sal never broke stride. He leapt forward. He took aim. He killed one of the insurgents and wounded the other, who ran off. “Sal found his friend alive, but badly wounded. Sal had saved him from the enemy — now he had to try to save his life. Even as bullets impacted all around him, Sal grabbed his friend by the vest and dragged him to cover. For nearly half an hour, Sal worked to stop the bleeding and help his friend breathe until the MEDEVAC arrived to lift the wounded from the ridge. American gunships worked to clear the enemy from the hills. And with the battle over, First Platoon picked up their gear and resumed their march through the valley. They continued their mission. “It had been as intense and violent a firefight as any soldier will experience. By the time it was finished, every member of First Platoon had shrapnel or a bullet hole in their gear. Five were wounded. And two gave their lives: Sal’s friend, Sergeant Joshua C. Brennan, and the platoon medic, Specialist Hugo V. Mendoza. “Now, the parents of Joshua and Hugo are here today. And I know that there are no words that, even three years later, can ease the ache in your hearts or repay the debt that America owes to you. But on behalf of a grateful nation, let me express profound thanks to your sons’ service and their sacrifice. And could the parents of Joshua and Hugo please stand briefly? (Applause.) “Now, I already mentioned I like this guy
Welcome to my very secret world !!
Welcome to my very secret world !!
Welcome to my very secret world!! Firstly, thank you to all the 'girls' that offered to come over and help. Shame we are so far apart. Yes I think I did bite off more than I could chew today. It was a mammoth task and still not finished yet, but tomorrow is another day. What have I learnt? Oh you would never guess.... 1. I will be the woman that dies with the most fabrics, patterns, half finished sewing projects. Patchwork quilts awaiting, embroidery, knitting etc. 2. Too many unpainted and unfinished canvas art of mine. One day.....yes we all say that. 3. How many plastic bags do we really need to keep for rubbish? Won't own up how many I found. 4. Try to iron at least once or twice a week. How many baskets are sitting there waiting for me. Yikes!! 5. Two more bears need to be made for the grand children. By now I have forgotten how to do it. Not an easy task and so hard on the wrists to stuff them. But oh what treasures they are when finished. 6. Magazines, recipes torn out of weeklies, even tax receipts from a few years ago. Oh I am so naughty :) 7. Not to hide the grand kids Christmas & Birthday presents so well. Found quite a few little presents bought a couple of years ago. I think that is so funny, I am almost set for this year now. The washing machine has not stopped. The outside lines are full of blankets, sheets, table cloths. You name it, it is washed. Stripped all the decorating cushions throughout the house and all in the dryer right now. NO I am NOT pregnant and certainly do not have the nesting instinct. Must be all those 6 huge cortisone injections I had into my spine that is making me a little crazy. Actually, I am certain of it. I look flushed, still suffer from insomnia and probably go mad by the end of the week. Ah, but I would not be dead for quids, as they say here in Oz. So enjoy my little collage of my Utility room. That is my art, sewing room, laundry and a store room of secret treasures :)

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