Dan Cnossen is an amazing young man.
Naval Academy Gradute.
Seal Team Member.
Two deployments in Iraq.
One deployment to the Philippines.
One deployment to Afghanistan.
In Afghanistan, he tripped an IED. He lost both his legs above the knees. He also suffered numerous other injuries. Surgeries are a frequent occurrence for him. And will be for a while to come.
Dan’s Mother and Sister have dropped everything to assist him in his recovery. That means jobs, and the towns that they lived in to be close to Dan, currently at Bethesda Naval Hospital in Maryland. He and his family could use a bit of help. I think that Dan has done more than enough for us, lets see if we can do a little bit for him.
Even five dollars could make a difference for this noble man. Do what you can please.
Learn more about Dan’s story here.
Matt Burden at BlackFive is running for office:
For more than 20 years, I’ve served my country, fighting to protect and preserve the American freedoms, rights, and values that make this country great, first as an Airborne Soldier – and then as one of the leaders of the Internet political revolution that has held arrogant and corrupt leaders accountable from city halls all the way to Washington D.C.
After much thought and one helluva exploratory committee, the green light is on and I’m ready – I have decided to run for office. I will change Illinois’ political landscape and culture of corruption. But I can’t do it without your help.
But he needs help:
If I can raise $100,000, I can be competitive and if I can raise $250,000 I can win.
My competitors have an “advantage”. Most politicians raise that kind of money from special interests $5,000 and $10,000 at a whack. Then they’re owned by them.
While there is no campaign contribution limit in Illinois (something I will change), I want to raise it $10 at a time from you.
If 10,000 people give me $10, I’m competitive.
If 5,000 give me $10 and 5,000 give me $25 – the cost of two decent Scotches at a bar – I can raise $175,000.
Matt has done more for you and I as a soldier than a measly $10 could ever repay. Help him out of you can.
Here’s Matt’s Campaign web site
Matt tells you how you can help here
That he was.
Sacramento County Sheriff Deputy Jeff Mitchell lived across the street from us for just a few years. He and his wife Crystal moved closer into the heart of El Dorado Hills and I never saw him again. He worked evenings, so our encounters were always limited.
In 2003, our home was broken into, and before the El Dorado County Sheriff could respond, I had knocked on doors to determine if any neighbors had seen anything. Jeff had been sleeping, and my knock woke him up. But instantly, he was out the door, and reviewing the crime scene with me.
Jeff Mitchell was shot in October 2006 in a traffic stop in rural Sacramento County. The crime remains unsolved. His Killer is still at large. He left behind his wife, his then 6 year old son Jake, and a legacy of community involvement, tireless effort and supreme grace.
The initial reports on the shooting of course didn’t reveal the Deputy’s identity. We found out that it was Jeff that had been killed, when one of the local TV station news crews knocked on our door, looking for neighbors’ comment, as their records search indicated that Jeff and Crystal still lived across the street. They had moved years earlier
Jeff Mitchell Field opened this past weekend in El Dorado Hills. Jeff was a baseball fanatic and the field is an elegant tribute to his life, and his sacrifice. Several articles appear in our local paper The Village Life, but one quote stands out above all to me;
“They should feel happy about him,” said Jake. “He was a good man.”
And if that doesn’t break your heart, nothing will.
My younger brother Ken celebrates his birthday today. We are only 18 months apart, so as Forrest Gump put it so eloquently, we grew up like peas & carrots.
The remarkable thing about my brother is how when we were younger, we were interested in so many different things, but later, we ended up interested in the same things. Sports, music, John Wayne, War novels. Weirdness…
Ken was always the most athletically gifted among the 7 of us. Quite honestly, “Hey now, you’re an All Star, get your game on, go play”.
And he’s wicked funny, with a supremely sick sense of humor. If I can ever find the tapes we made of his interpretation of the “Gucci Longhorns” you’ll be in for a treat.
And yeah, I cut his finger off when he was 2, and I was 3. What? They sewed it back on! It’s okay, he stabbed me all the way through the finger with a fork later. It got better.
More impressively, while he’s always been a fantastic brother and friend, in the past 15 years he’s become an extraordinary father. So Happy Birthday, Ki-Ki Bo-Bo!
I remember reading about J.R. Salzman before he was injured in Iraq in 2006. The Six Time Logrolling Champion went to Iraq, spurred on by what we all saw on September 11, 2001, determined to make a difference. And he did. I found his story inspirational, and it made me grateful that such young men existed in our country. What makes our country great is not the things we can do, or the money we have, or even our history. It is quite simply, citizens like this. His attitude following his injuries is breath taking. Now, he’s just won his 7th championship
Just about everything from Dec. 19, 2006, when he was in the lead truck of a tanker convoy in northwest Baghdad, is lodged in Salzman’s mind. That includes what he thought when he realized he would not die: I’ve still got my legs. I can still logroll.
And that explained why Salzman cried when he won his seventh men’s logrolling title at the Lumberjack world championships on Sunday, his first with a prosthetic arm.
“It’s what I do,” he said in the quiet shadows after a lengthy standing ovation. “This is my life in the summertime.”
I doubt you can find a more sterling example of an American Inspiration.
Well Done J.R.