A VERY SPECIAL PERSON
Posted: August 30, 2026 Filed under: Appreciation, Healing, Military Family Museum, Service, Veterans | Tags: MAMF, Veterans, volunteering Leave a commentby Janet Wertz
I have a belief that the only things we actually own are those which are not for sale. They are the time each of us is allotted to live on Earth, what we use that time for, and what we do for others. None of us knows how long each of us will live. Some people have only a short time, yet pack a huge life into that brief stay. Others live long lives; some content to let it evaporate day by day, while others really live each and every day, no matter how many of those days they will or won’t have. Others take their joy from helping others, both giving and receiving joy.
Military people are special. Each has agreed to give an amount of time to the defense of the nation, and not just for themselves. Titles of books and movies illustrate this life choice. Band of Brothers. For some, even after their days of active duty are over, still choose to spend some of their time in that society of military people.
Some, whose active duty days are done, choose to volunteer to spent time with others of that brethren society. One such was recently laid to rest. He’d earned that rest. Long retired, he volunteered his time visiting veterans in physical rehab and hospice facilities. My father was his first veteran. Dad had reached the point where he had to be picked up, and put in bed, or on a wheeled gurney. He hated his own helplessness, and the knowledge that he would never recover his previous abilities, including just being able to stand on his own two feet. I visited him daily, but he was still trapped, helpless to help himself, bored to the point of not wanting the days remaining to him.
Then the Volunteer walked in. Like Dad, he had been an Air Force officer. Like us, he and his family had lived in England. Dad’s whole manner changed. He was completely alive and involved in conversation with this visiting fellow officer. He gave Dad something I couldn’t; a chance to be in conversation with another who had served in some of the same places, even same times as Dad, although they’d had entirely different duties. Stories were traded, smiles and laughter shared. Dad had respite from being the useless cripple he saw himself to be. A gift of shared experiences I couldn’t provide; I was his daughter, not someone on his military level. The Volunteer visited Dad once a week for the remaining nearly year and a half of his life. He made my Dad’s last days fuller, and less an unwanted burden. Now both men are gone. Maybe they’ve reunited, still swapping stories of, “There I was…”
When you look in the mirror, do you see someone who could be that Volunteer for others? Is it your turn?
Do Brats Serve?
Posted: August 27, 2026 Filed under: Brat Life 2 Commentsby Barry Barnes
I’ve heard people reject the idea that we as military dependents and our mothers did not serve. While some Brats have this attitude, it usually comes from guys in their 60s through 80s who served [in the military]two to four years in their late teens to early 20s and who were then (and still are) incapable of understanding what our lives as military dependents were like.
Our understanding of military life as kids was much deeper than was theirs as young men.
I don’t argue with them – although I will point out that it was a very different experience growing up a kid in a military family than being a young airman.
Some military Brats themselves insist on being literalists by saying we didn’t serve. Some even angrily reject the idea. That’s their right. Maybe in some way they didn’t.
Some of the specifics of the “duty” we performed may have differed from that of our military parent(s) but in most cases there was commonality:
▪︎ We lived within a culture which was radically different from that which our parents and kin were born into and of other Americans whom we represented;
▪︎ Our socialistic military culture emphasized a common mission, acceptance of imposed goals and teamwork, sense of service and duty, as well as including provided housing & healthcare, supplemented food and shopping – all very different ffom mainstream US;
▪︎ Individual initiative was less rewarded than adherence to vertically imposed mandates;
▪︎ Capitalistic behavior had no place nor reward in our lives;
▪︎ We were measured by both our achievements and the quality of our behavior;
▪︎ Our behavior had a direct impact on other team members;
▪︎ When the military said to move, we had no say in the matter and had to submit to the ensuing uprooting;
▪︎ We tended to move far more than other Americans could even fathom;
▪︎ Military rules were clearly stated, largely concise, and strictly enforced for our military parent(s) and us as military dependents;
▪︎ Parental discipline tended to strongly reinforce the service and ambassador roles we were expected to display;
▪︎ Our personalities were modified heavily by the culture and actions of our military branch;
▪︎ To a degree, many of us came out of the military in our late teens or early 20s so modified in our personalities and our conscious and subconscious cultural expectations that initially we had difficulties fitting into the civilian world;
▪︎ Many Brats were so affected by their unselected service to their country coupled with their many moves that they continued to feel a need to keep on moving the rest of their lives;
▪︎ Some Brats never developed close relationships with their extended families;
▪︎ The frequent uprootings often resulted in detachment and difficulties regarding long term relationships;
▪︎ Studies of both parents and dependents who moved often show significantly high levels of unrecognized and unresolved grief over the many losses of people and places;
▪︎ Some Brats and some military parents so adopted allegiance to the military that they became extremely patriotic, even nationalistic, believing that the US could do no wrong and was far superior to all other countries;
▪︎ Some other Brats and some military parents lived in several other countries, took to heart the mandate to be ambassadors, ended up extremely openminded and inclusive of other countries and cultures, and became “World Citizens” in outlook;
▪︎ The very label of “military dependent” stated that we were a part of the military and virtually every aspect of our lives was one of service to the goals of our military branch and of the US as a whole.
Some on this group will agree and others will argue the points.
As for me, I knew then and I know now that I “served.”
MAMF Director, Circe Olson Woessner talks with Bernard N. Lee, Jr. about his experiences growing up as a military brat in the 50s and 60s, his three books, writing practice, career, and much more. They shared childhood memories, things in common, and writing tips. 


