those Peebles’ hands. I like to think that I carry a little bit of Gran around with me as I too have those hands. I have often wondered who gave those hands to Gran (Robert Duncan Peebles) and how many generations they go back. There are many of us who have those hands. I could name a few: mother,
Ellen,me, Gran, Rayburn, Sandra, and Chad. I never notice them on anyone else, but with age I have learned that they are a symbol of strength and so
what if jewelry and nail polish could never make them look more ladylike – every time I look at my hands I remember. I remember Gran. Gran as stated before was one who when he died left each and every grandchild believing that he/she was his favorite. And I consider that a great accomplishment.
Chad Peebles has those hands, as does his Dad. Chad is right now using those hands to grasp those big bullets (I guess they are actually grenades) and load them into those pop guns that could cause someone to meet Allah sooner than they may wish to ordinarily. He is a Marine, our favorite Marine, currently serving this country that we so love. His father, Anthony Peebles, served in the military and was one of those who went to Grenada; he is another of my heroes. And sure as God made little green apples, he would druther, if he had his druthers, be home holding those he loves in those Peebles hands attached to those Peebles arms.
One of Chad’s sisters, Beth, cross-stitched the following poem about her Daddy’s hands many years ago. It describes those Peebles’ hands pretty well, I think.
I remember Daddy’s hands folded silently in prayer,
And reaching out to hold me when I had a nightmare.
You could read quite a story in the calluses and lines.
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind.I remember Daddy’s hands, How they held my Mama tight,
And patted my back for something I’d done right.
There are things I’ve forgotten that I loved about that man,
But I’ll always remember the love in Daddy’s hands.Daddy’s hands, were soft and kind when I was crying.
Daddy’s hands, were hard as steel when I’d done wrong.
Daddy’s hands weren’t always gentle,
But I’ve come to understand,
There was always love in Daddy’s hands.I remember Daddy’s hands working till they bled,
Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed.
If I could do things over, I’d live my life again,
And never take for granted the love in Daddy’s hands
~ Unknown author
Godspeed Chad Peebles. Thank you for your service to our country. Your family anxiously awaits your return and the return of all those brave boys and girls who are serving in the military. I would wager to say that there will be a lot of those Peebles’ hands waiting to shake your Peebles’ hands when you get home.
in the Madison County, Alabama Courthouse.
On January 20th 1970, while serving with the First Marine Division in the Republic of
Vietnam, Staff Sergeant Thomas W. Dunn coordinated a joint unit operation of US Marines
and South Koreans in the search of a tunnel complex that was reported to be occupied by
Viet Cong cadre. Upon locating the enemy tunnel site he observed an enemy solider
entering a cave. He fearlessly approached the cave entrance and demanded the soldier’s
surrender. Three enemy soldiers emerged from the cave and were captured by Staff
Sergeant Dunn. Unwilling to risk the lives of his comrades, Staff Sergeant Dunn then
entered the cave alone to search for additional enemy forces. In his search he located vast
quantities of enemy grenades and ammunition, all of which were destroyed by allied
forces. SSGT Dunn, 3rd CIT, continued to distinguish himself by his exemplary
performance of duty which was instrumental in the apprehension of several important
members of the Viet Cong Infrastructure, the
destruction of two major Viet Cong headquarters, and the neutralization of enemy attempts
to control the local populace.
For his heroic actions Thomas W. Dunn was awarded the Bronze Star Medal with Valor.