Re: Trump's PTSD Veterans Statement
Fuck you Donald Trump.
My father was born in 1926 and graduated from high school and immediately enlisted for World War II and served in Germany. Having been born and grew up in Manhattan he had a knack for languages and by the time he went to Europe he was fluent in German, French and Polish.
Following his stint in the war he made the military his career and spent the next several years posing as a clerk in an East German hotel and passed on info to the US Military intelligence. He was also sent to Korea and finally to Vietnam early in 1961 when there were just a few military personnel there. Mainly advisors and communications experts of which he was one. He was hit by sniper fire and came home injured with high blood pressure and other wounds.
One of my earliest memories of him was waking at night, in the middle of the night and seeing him pacing around the apartment. He never did sleep much specially at night. Yes he had what we would now recognize as PTSD. He was strong, he was adept and smart, but he was also physically and mentally wounded.
To complete this narrative, one of the most searing memories of him was being awakened late at night and when I got to the living room seeing fireman working on him, and of me being raced to the neighbors as we hurried on the snow slicked sidewalks one week before Christmas of 1964.
My father died that night at 38 years of age from his wounds that he received while serving his nation. I was 7 years old.
My request to you Mr. Trump, a candidate who is crooked, dishonest and self serving. A candidate who is rude, vile and demeaning...when it comes to veteran's issues or of those dealing with veterans families: Not only have you never served, never been effected personally you haven't even paid a dime to help our military so please, STFU!!!
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Some are minor and bearable, but will leave scars.
Some are deep and always painful. They can make life difficult to bear.
Some destroy, sometimes slowly, but always deadly.
May your father know the peace denied him in this life. 
PTSD can affect the next generation for a lifetime.
Thank you for sharing your story and your grief.
My father was also in WWII but was an airplane mechanic. His diaries show how much he cared for the planes he worked on and how he watched to make sure his pilots came back.
