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Woodmont Day, D-Day Veterans & Passing The Torch

Woodmont  is a borough in the city of Milford, Connecticut. It’s a small beach community with a population of roughly 1,700, and it’s where yours truly was born and raised. Woodmont Day  is the annual neighborhood bash which takes place at the Trubee Doolittle park south of Hawley between Wall & Bonsilene. This Woodmont tradition, historically known as a “water carnival,” features food, live music, vendors, games,  swimming and running races, bocce, beer… and of course, the weather is always beautiful! Yesterday was the 50th anniversary of Woodmont Day, and I paid a visit to my old stomping grounds to enjoy the fete with some old, familiar faces!

As I was strolling through the crowded park, I spotted a vendor selling balloons and bugles on the corner. Three little boys were perusing his wares. The vendor’s bright purple cap identified him as a D-Day Vet and Purple Heart recipient.

You know, it’s funny… when I spot a veteran out in the community, my reaction is probably akin to what most girls would do if they spotted a movie star: I stop in my tracks, gaze from afar, and work up the courage to sheepishly introduce myself as a starstruck supporter and their biggest fan. Like a moth to a flame… it happens every time. Yesterday was no exception!

I approached the old veteran and extended my hand. “Sir, I would love to shake your hand and say thank you for serving our country. Both of my grandfathers are WW2 veterans, and I appreciate your service very much. It’s an honor to meet a D-Day vet,” I offered. He smiled and returned the gesture warmly with both hands.

We spoke for a little while. His name, it turns out, is Angelo “Al” Prece, a WW2 Navy veteran who served in the first wave of landings at Omaha Beach on D-Day, June 6, 1944. He was combat wounded and received a Purple Heart. The newspaper story I’m holding in my hand in this photo is a laminated, folded-up article he carries in his wallet everywhere he goes. It has a picture of him in his younger years, taken when he was in England. “They used to call me Debonaire,” he said. “You remind me of those pretty girls I used to meet over there. I could’ve gotten married a hundred different times if I wanted to.” LOL!


As I turned to leave Mr. Prece’s cart, one of the three little boys shopping for balloons tugged on my arm. He couldn’t have been much older than eight or so. He looked up at me and said in a hushed voice, “I did the same thing… I told him thank you.” 

“Thatta boy. Good job,” I said with a smile, giving him a pat on the shoulder. 

Sometimes I wonder if younger generations really “get it”- do they really understand how precious their freedoms are? Do they fully comprehend the magnitude of the sacrifices made on their behalf? Will they know a veteran when they see one, and if they do, will they feel gratitude and love in their hearts enough to say “thank you”?

Well, that little boy did. Moments like that give me such hope for the future. Somewhere along the line, someone took the time to teach him what’s really important in life. It’s incumbent upon all of us to teach these lessons to future generations. We all have the ability- and responsibility- to be that “someone” to the young people in our lives. So take the time, plant the seeds, pass the torch… and watch our American legacy grow. 

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Heidi’s Heroes August Edition: VJ Day, Veterans MCs & The Legacy Fund

August 14th: it’s right around the corner, and for many Connecticut residents, it’s a very special date: the day we observe V-J Day, also known as Victory Over Japan Day. August 14, 1945, was the day on which the Allies announced the surrender of Japanese forces during World War II. Millions rejoiced, and at one of the subsequent celebrations in Times Square, the famous Alfred Eisenstaedt photo of the Navy sailor kissing a white-clad nurse was snapped. Although relatively few Americans today actually know what V-J Day stands for, most can instantly recognize this iconic image which captured the jubilation of our nation.


V-J Day was established by President Harry Truman in a 1946 proclamation. Astonishingly, despite the historical and patriotic significance of this special day, Rhode Island is the last remaining state in the nation which observes V-J Day in an official capacity. Here in Connecticut, the American Legion sponsors the last known V-J Day Parade in the country. It takes place every year in a tiny village near the Rhode Island border called Moosup, features hundreds of marching units and regularly attracts upwards of 10,000 spectators.

As with any patriotic event, the parade is not without its critics. Some decry the continued observation, questioning its modern-day relevance. However, according to Department of Veterans Affairs statistics, approximately 1,000 World War II vets die every day. To the critics, a once a year parade may be an annoyance. But to veterans, their families and supporters, it’s a cherished, emotional tribute to the ever-vanishing Greatest Generation.

V-J Day holds personal significance for me for many reasons, most obviously because of my work as a veterans advocate. It’s also near and dear to my heart because both of my grandfathers served with distinction in World War II. One was a Navy pilot, the other an Army infantry soldier. I am fiercely proud of both of their contributions to the war effort and much of my advocacy for veterans is motivated by that family pride. Lastly, V-J Day is special for me because it’s the anniversary of the day the motorcycle community opened its arms to me- and hasn’t let go since!

Everyone has a different story of how they came to be involved in the motorcycling community. The motivating forces are as unique to each person as the bikes they ride. For me, it all started on V-J Day 2006 when I was riding in the parade as Miss Connecticut 2006. Every Miss Connecticut rides in the V-J Day parade, so I was carrying on the tradition. It was a hot summer day and I was wearing a flowing chiffon dress… hardly “biker babe” attire!

After a mile and a half of waving, smiling and tossing candy, the parade ended at the American Legion Post 91. I hopped off my perch atop FX Crowley’s bright yellow Chevy SSR and to my delight was greeted by a crowd of leather-clad bikers adorned in military insignia. It was the American Legion Riders! They asked if I would mind taking a photo with them, and without hesitating- chiffon dress, stilettos and all- I hopped right on a Harley-Davidson, its pipes still hot from the slow parade crawl.

The rest, as they say, was history. Soon after, I rode on Roy Kellem’s bike in my first official ALR ride, escorting the Vietnam Traveling Wall into Connecticut. I was hooked. Two weeks before I left for the Miss America pageant, the guys surprised me at the American Legion Mid-Winter Conference with my own official colors. As I stood up there facing a crowd of applauding veterans, I burst into tears. These were the men and women I lived to serve. They were my personal heroes, welcoming me into their family. It was the highest honor of my year of service.


People weren’t used to seeing a “beauty queen” hanging out with a bunch of bikers, and the media had some fun with it. This was from Newsmax magazine.

It’s been four years since and I’m still involved with the Riders. I’m an active member of the Legion Auxiliary and keep myself busy with many different veterans service projects. Although the State Chapter of the Legion Riders has dissolved, the group is still active, riding instead through their local Posts. I still have my State Chapter vest, though. I’ll keep it for the rest of my life. It has an American flag sewn right above my heart. Uncle Gerry had The Slipper Lady embroider two simple words above the P.O.W./M.I.A. patch on my chest that really say it all: “I Care.” I care about my veterans, I care about my bikers, and I always will. They are my family.



“Me and the boys”: after speaking at a Legion Riders State Chapter meeting, 2006. I was escorted to the podium! These guys have always been perfect gentlemen and treated me like a daughter. People who negatively stereotype bikers as “bad” couldn’t be more wrong.

The most amazing thing about the Legion Riders and other groups like them is that they’re comprised of people who have not only served, but continue to serve. These people are remarkable: they served honorably, they sacrificed so much… but they still haven’t stopped. They’re out there every day, working to support veterans, active duty military personnel and their families- and best of all, they’re doing it on motorcycles! Whether it’s the Patriot Guard Riders, the Leathernecks, the Silent Service MC, the Vietnam/Legacy Vets MC, Combat Veterans MA, or the many other veterans riding groups out there, these men and women are walking the talk every day. For them, meaningful support for our troops means a lot more than a bumper sticker on a car.

One person who exemplifies this commitment to our troops is my “Uncle Gerry”, Gerry Wright, the former director of the Legion Riders State Chapter. Gerry is a retired 1st Sergeant, US Army, who served in Vietnam with the 19th Combat Engineers Battalion. As a disabled veteran, he owns and operates his own business on top of all his charitable endeavors. And on August 4th, he’s hosting a Cruise Night at Connecticut Trailers to benefit the American Legion Legacy Scholarship Fund.


Me and Uncle Gerry at the Officers Club after participating in Welcome Home Vietnam Vets Day ceremony at the State Capitol.


The Legacy Fund was established to provide college scholarships to ensure that children who have lost a parent at war receive the education they deserve. The Legion Riders are one of the fund’s biggest donors, contributing more than a million dollars since creating their annual Legacy Run motorcycle rally in 2006.

The Legacy Run raises money to benefit the scholarship fund. This year’s Run will leave Indianapolis on August 22 and make stops in Illinois, Iowa, Missouri, Minnesota and Wisconsin before ending up in Milwaukee for the 92nd American Legion National Convention.

This will be Gerry Wright’s third time doing the Legacy Run, but this time, he’ll be carrying more than the gear in his saddlebag. This year, he’ll be carrying a special soldier in his heart as he rides in memory of fallen hero Edwin Rivera. This 28 year old CT National Guard Staff Sergeant served with the 1st Battalion, 102nd Infantry Regiment. He was serving his second tour in Afghanistan when his unit was attacked by enemy forces using indirect fire at Contingency Outpost Xio Haq. He passed away from his injuries on May 25th.

SSgt Rivera’s widow gave Gerry permission to ride in his honor, because Rivera’s two sons, Rolando and Lorenzo, will one day become recipients of the Legacy Fund scholarship. Gerry’s Pre-Ride Cruise Night fundraiser on August 4th will take place from 6:00pm to 9:00pm at Connecticut Trailers. If you have a muscle car, hot rod, custom, antique, custom motorcycle, custom truck, racecar, quarter midget or racing kart please bring it on down!  Prizes and a 50/50 raffle will benefit the American Legion Legacy Fund. There will be a DJ, food, and the current Miss Connecticut 2010 Brittany Decker will be on hand along with local and state officials. (I’ve also been volun-told that I might have to make an appearance in the dunk tank again this year!)

The rain date is August 11th, same time, same place. Connecticut Trailers is located at 7 Bolton Center Road at the corner of Rte 6 & 44 at Rte 85. Whether you’re cruising on a Harley or a hot rod, stop on by, wish Gerry well on the 2010 Legacy Ride and help support the veterans serving veterans in our communities.

See you there!
Heidi

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John Glenn’s Response to H. Metzenbaum, May 3, 1974, Ohio Senate Democratic primary


John Herschel Glenn, Jr. (born July 18, 1921) is a retired United States Marine Corps pilot, a former astronaut and United States senator who was the first American and third person to orbit the Earth. Glenn was a Marine Corps fighter pilot before joining NASA’s Mercury program as a member of NASA’s original astronaut group. He orbited the Earth in Friendship 7 in 1962. After retiring from NASA, he entered politics as a Democrat and represented Ohio in the United States Senate from 1974 to 1999.- Wikipedia

This exchange between Senators Glenn and Metzenbaum is worth reading. Pretty impressive impromptu speech! Next time someone accuses you or any veteran of not having a “job” because you’re in the military, quote Sen Glenn.

Howard Metzenbaum to John Glenn:

“How can you run for Senate when you’ve never held a ‘job’?”

John Glenn’s Response:

“I served 23 years in the United States Marine Corps. I was through two wars. I flew 149 missions. My plane was hit by anti-aircraft fire on 12 different occasions.”

“I was in the space program. It wasn’t my checkbook, it was my life that was on the line. This was not a 9-to-5 job where I took time off to take the daily cash receipts to the bank.”

“I ask you to go with me, as I went the other day to a Veterans Hospital, and look those men with their mangled bodies in the eye and tell them they didn’t hold a job.”

“You go with me to any Gold Star mother, and you look her in the eye and tell her that her son did not hold a job.”

“You go with me to the space program, and you go as I have gone to the widows and the orphans of Ed White and Gus Grissom and Roger Chaffee, and you look those kids in the eye and tell them that their dad didn’t hold a job.”

“You go with me on Memorial Day coming up, and you stand on Arlington National Cemetery—where I have more friends than I like to remember—and you watch those waving flags, and you stand there, and you think about this nation, and you tell me that those people didn’t have a job.”

“I tell you, Howard Metzenbaum, you should be on your knees every day of your life thanking God that there were some men—SOME MEN—who held a job. And they required a dedication to purpose and a love of country and a dedication to duty that was more important than life itself.”

“And their self-sacrifice is what has made this country possible.” 

“I HAVE HELD A JOB, HOWARD!”

Colonel Glenn’s Military service

Awards:Distinguished Flying Cross(5)
Air Medal
Presidential Unit Citation
Navy Unit Commendation
American Campaign Medal
Asiatic-Pacific Campaign Medal
World War II Victory Medal
China Service Medal
Navy Occupation Service Medal
National Defense Service Medal
Korean Service Medal
United Nations Korea Medal
ROK Presidential Unit Citation
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This is me.

I love my country, the military, shooting, motorcycles, running ridiculously long distances, working out, country music, rock and roll, hunting, fishing, cooking and baking, pageants, dressing up and getting dirty. I am a straight-shooting red-blooded American woman who runs in boots one day and struts in a bikini and stilettos the next. I believe you don’t have to abandon your femininity to be a strong, powerful woman. I believe in good old-fashioned justice, respect, manners and discipline, and am routinely horrified at how our country’s social standards seem to be unraveling at the seams. I believe we should live every day to honor to sacrifices our forefathers have made. I don’t believe that countless men and women laid down their lives so that we could squander our precious freedoms on self-centered frivolity. I hold myself to high standards and try to avoid excuses at all costs. Excuses are poison. I believe in the simple life, open land, big skies and a pie on the windowsill. I believe fame and fortune are myths, and anyone who strives for fame and fortune can expect perpetual disappointment in life. You can keep your million dollars. God, country, family, honor, good music, good times, good people… the simple life- those are the only things that matter to me.

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Zoom This is me, doing what I love to do.

This is me, doing what I love to do.

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