Sipsey Street Irregulars: Personal milestone: 19 January 1979

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Personal milestone: 19 January 1979

My son, SGT Matthew Bradley Vanderboegh, was born on this date 33 years ago. Proudest day of my life up to that time, especially since I had to intervene in the process to make sure he didn't die in delivery. (Long story, not enough time to tell it now.)

Happy birthday, Matt. And send me some better pictures of you, Nicole, Mason, Gabriel and Olivia.

13 comments:

davy crocket said...: God Bless you both.; January 19, 2012 at 8:58 AM
STS2_Iver said...: Happy birthday to Matthew.; January 19, 2012 at 9:52 AM
We the people... said...: Happy Birthday Sergeant. God Speed.; January 19, 2012 at 10:26 AM
doodle said...: happy birthday Matthew; January 19, 2012 at 12:31 PM
Anonymous said...: YO,!...HOOORAH,!...Sound Off Like You Got a Pair!...Sir,Yes,Sir..HAPPY NATAL ANNIVERSARY SERGEANT VANDERBOEGH Sir...HOORAH!!; January 19, 2012 at 2:48 PM
Longbow said...: Happy Birthday Matt!; January 19, 2012 at 7:21 PM
1911A1 said...: You took a nice kid and raised him into a fine man, who took it upon himself to become a patriot and a hero.

Well done, sir. Well done.; January 19, 2012 at 7:27 PM
ParaPacem said...: Hippo birdie two ewe and God bless the whole family.; January 19, 2012 at 9:12 PM
MikeB in NM said...: My son Zach's birthday is 20 January 1978. Happy Birthday to both of them and may they know that their Dads love them!; January 19, 2012 at 10:26 PM
WarriorClass III said...: I know how you feel, Mike. My boy is a lot younger, but old enough. In fact I just married him off two weekends ago; he's twenty three. And I am just as proud as you are, and for the same reasons. He didn't join the military like I did; I didn't want him working for the beast. Taught him the Bible and the armament of the Word. Gave him examples of what it is to be an overcomer. To stand when most run away. To "fear not" when the Lord says to "Fear not!" To give mercy when called for, and death when demanded by the damned. There was a lot of teaching, practicing and praying. And now he's a man.

God bless you, my brother. God bless your son.

I praise God for you both.

WarriorClass
III; January 19, 2012 at 10:50 PM
III more than them said...: 'Tis a good day. :); January 20, 2012 at 12:32 AM
Female III said...: Happy belated birthday, Matthew Bradley Vanderboegh. There is a reason to celebrate this day that you may not have thought of. Rejoice that you were born into a family of clean, decent Americans instead of a nest of foaming-at-the-mouth Liberalists.

BTW, why do the new online Marine banner ads say "PROUDLY defending our nation and it's communities."? We don't need the Marines protecting our communities. We got that covered on at least three levels in this country. That ad rubs me wrong deserves my every suspicion.

It won't let me cut and paste the banner, and I can't get an image link due to the type of banner it is but here is the link to the page it is on. http://www.thefreedictionary.com/warm
It kept showing up for me. Maybe it will for you.; January 20, 2012 at 7:35 AM
drjim said...: Thank you (BOTH!) for your service to our Country, and God bless you both.; January 20, 2012 at 1:14 PM

"Progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress."

I believe that liberty is the only genuinely valuable thing that men have invented, at least in the field of government, in a thousand years. I believe that it is better to be free than to be not free, even when the former is dangerous and the latter safe. I believe that the finest qualities of man can flourish only in free air – that progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress, and of no permanent value. I believe that any man who takes the liberty of another into his keeping is bound to become a tyrant, and that any man who yields up his liberty, in however slight the measure, is bound to become a slave. -- H.L. Mencken

"The Fate of Unborn Millions. . ."

"The time is now near at hand which must probably determine, whether Americans are to be, Freemen, or Slaves; whether they are to have any property they can call their own; whether their Houses, and Farms, are to be pillaged and destroyed, and they consigned to a State of Wretchedness from which no human efforts will probably deliver them. The fate of unborn Millions will now depend, under God, on the Courage and Conduct of this army-Our cruel and unrelenting Enemy leaves us no choice but a brave resistance, or the most abject submission; that is all we can expect-We have therefore to resolve to conquer or die." -- George Washington to his troops before the Battle of Long Island.

"We will not go gently . . ."

This is no small thing, to restore a republic after it has fallen into corruption. I have studied history for years and I cannot recall it ever happening. It may be that our task is impossible. Yet, if we do not try then how will we know it can't be done? And if we do not try, it most certainly won't be done. The Founders' Republic, and the larger war for western civilization, will be lost.

But I tell you this: We will not go gently into that bloody collectivist good night. Indeed, we will make with our defiance such a sound as ALL history from that day forward will be forced to note, even if they despise us in the writing of it.

And when we are gone, the scattered, free survivors hiding in the ruins of our once-great republic will sing of our deeds in forbidden songs, tending the flickering flame of individual liberty until it bursts forth again, as it must, generations later. We will live forever, like the Spartans at Thermopylae, in sacred memory.

-- Mike Vanderboegh, The Lessons of Mumbai:Death Cults, the "Socialism of Imbeciles" and Refusing to Submit, 1 December 2008

"A common language of resistance . . ."

"Colonial rebellions throughout the modern world have been acts of shared political imagination. Unless unhappy people develop the capacity to trust other unhappy people, protest remains a local affair easily silenced by traditional authority. Usually, however, a moment arrives when large numbers of men and women realize for the first time that they enjoy the support of strangers, ordinary people much like themselves who happen to live in distant places and whom under normal circumstances they would never meet. It is an intoxicating discovery. A common language of resistance suddenly opens to those who are most vulnerable to painful retribution the possibility of creating a new community. As the conviction of solidarity grows, parochial issues and aspirations merge imperceptibly with a compelling national agenda which only a short time before may have been the dream of only a few. For many Americans colonists this moment occurred late in the spring of 1774." -- T.H. Breen, The Marketplace of Revolution: How Consumer Politics Shaped American Independence, Oxford University Press, 2004, p.1.

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