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https://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/first-person-afghanistan-canadian-war-veteran-1.6142945
I almost died in the Afghanistan war, and for what?
'We have been reduced to watching all our sacrifices wiped out in less than a fortnight'
This First Person article is the experience of Bruce Moncur, a Canadian reservist who fought in Afghanistan. For more information about CBC's First Person stories, please see the FAQ.
"We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ..."
Those words were written by William Shakespeare, in his play Henry V. Almost half a millennium has gone by since those words were put to paper by way of quill, and yet they are still applicable today. I am proud to be part of a fraternity of 40,000 Canadians who deployed to Afghanistan in our country's longest war.
It was a war that saw 159 Canadians pay the ultimate sacrifice. When the demons proved too much to handle, more took their lives. Over 2,000 were physically injured, and many more suffer the mental wounds of PTSD. Our casualty rates were higher than the British and Americans.
I was 22 when I was injured. My "Alive Day" is approaching its 15th anniversary. I am now the same age as my platoon warrant officer was when he died. I think about all I have lived in those 15 years, and all that those who paid the ultimate sacrifice have missed.
That platoon warrant officer would have welcomed his first grandson. The parents of another soldier just moved out of the last house he knew them in, and grappled with that.
Feelings of futility
As time went by we have lost touch, left the military, started families ... and yet we still keep tabs on social media.
The Canadian Afghanistan War Veterans Association has more than 4,000 members. I have seen some recent posts on the message board expressing the frustration and feelings of futility with what the war has proven to be. Amongst a community with no national monument or a Victoria Cross, we have been reduced to watching all our sacrifices wiped out in less than a fortnight.
I've witnessed the Taliban fight up close. During Operation Medusa, I watched 400 dug-in fighters ambush two Canadian platoons. As we moved into the trap they set, a green pen flare was fired into the air to indicate that we had walked far enough into the U-shaped ambush. The trap was sprung. A five-hour firefight ensued that required a Canadian retreat after 25 per cent of us became casualties.
Not one of us could deny the Taliban's skilful implementation of a battle plan first used by Hannibal in the Battle of Cannae.
Afghan people sit on the tarmac as they wait to leave the Kabul airport after a stunningly swift end to Afghanistan's 20-year war. (Wakil Kohsar/AFP/Getty Images)
After taking over control of the capital, Kabul, on Sunday, the Taliban has managed to seize nearly the entire country of Afghanistan in a little over a week. Our war now has had the same outcome as the 19th-century Afghan wars involving the British and the 20th-century wars involving the Soviets.
The Taliban bided their time. Twenty years could break the resolve of many, but not them. Part of you has to admire that tenacity, until you see them take their vengeance.
Helpless to the bloodthirsty retribution paid out to those allied to our cause, we lament and they die. They live in utter fear while, in the waning weeks of August, we still have barbecues and enjoy the safety of being Canadian.
We will not have to answer for our actions. Anyone paying attention to the situation in Afghanistan since we left the country seven years ago has seen it teetering on a trajectory pointing to this conclusion. Yet it doesn't make it any easier. I have literally bled and almost died for this cause, and have seen many pay a higher price, and for what?
We will always have each other
We Canadian band of brothers might have had our pensions slashed. We might be missing a national monument and been accused of asking for more than our country can give. But we will always have each other.
But I won't allow myself to dwell on this. I can't go down that rabbit hole again. After a decade of asking why I went when I was not taken care of by my government, I can't ask that question again.
I just think about the 42,000 soldiers that still put their boots on every day and remain on the front lines; fighting COVID in First Nations, in hospitals in Quebec and in care homes in Ontario; fighting fires across the nation, as climate change ravages our forests. They can still stand proud as they continue to keep their heads held erect, necks touching the back of the collar, eyes steady, looking their height and straight forward.
If you are having a difficult time with the recent developments in Afghanistan, please reach out. Call a battle buddy. You don't need to be alone. We band of brothers.
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https://www.thompsoncitizen.net/news/thompson/afghanistan-veteran-remembers-his-own-9-11-1.2342093
Afghanistan veteran remembers his own 9/11
Thompson’s Fire & Emergency Services (TFES) along with its RCMP detachment gathered in the cold and rain this Sept. 11 to honour the emergency personnel who lost their lives on that fateful day in 2001. Community leaders like Churchill-Keewatinook Aski MP Niki Ashton, Thompson MLA Kelly Bindle and Mayor Dennis Fenske also came to give their thanks and condolences.
Among those present, prospective local Bruce Moncur was quietly celebrating his own anniversary that day: it was the 10th anniversary of his discharge from the hospital after being wounded serving in Afghanistan.
Like many that day, Moncur’s life had changed the moment
the first plane had hit the World Trade Centre. Moncur had joined the
army reserves while still in high school in July of 2001; little in the
events of the previous decade suggested that he would ever be obliged to
set foot on foreign soil. “It was a summer job, really. We were a
peacetime army at that time.”
Only 19 days after he completed basic
training, the towers fell. “I get a phone call with the order to move,
saying, ‘You’re on standby, and in 72 hours you’re expected to be ready
for deployment,’ and here I’m wondering about my Grade 11 math class!”
Moncur would not be deployed until 2006 to take part in Operation Medusa, the largest Canadian-led battle not only in Afghanistan, but also since the Korean War. Out of 40 soldiers in his platoon, only five emerged who had not been killed or wounded. “A lot of people don’t understand that Canadians suffered more casualties per man than the Americans did. Forty thousand troops deployed, 2,100 injured, 158 dead; that’s one in seventeen.”
Moncur was one of those casualties: during the operation, Moncur suffered three shrapnel wounds in the head, back and buttocks, the result of close proximity to American air support. Three facilities and two major surgeries later, Moncur left the hospital on Sept. 11, 2006, leaving behind five per cent of his brain matter. “It was my own personal 9/11; when I got home, I had lost the ability to read, write, walk, and my talking was slurred. I had to rebuild.”
But despite surviving a war, multiple surgeries, and a gruelling recovery, Moncur’s battle wasn’t over yet: today, he fights the Canadian government. “After I was injured, I received a lump sum payment of $22,000 for five per cent of my brain. That was it. Thanks for coming out.”
In his decade-long battle with the Veterans Affairs office, Moncur has become a high profile advocate for wounded veterans: he has published a book, and was named one of Huffington Post Canada’s 50 Most Important Contributors, a list which also included the likes of Justin Trudeau.
Despite the life-changing incident, Moncur hardly holds it against the Americans. Between being one of Canada’s closest allies, and having friends who lived in the vicinity of Ground Zero, tribalism is far from Moncur’s mind. “Friendly fire is a part of war, and the American Air Force is bar none the best in the world. Having those planes with you feels pretty good when it doesn’t land on you.”
As for the circumstances, Moncur saw the war as a personal duty as much as a national one: “I had friends and family that lived there, went to school by the World Trade Centre, and couldn’t come back for a year because of the asbestos and everything. I had friends who lived it. I was 17, and I was angry.”
Until recently, Moncur has lived in Windsor, Ontario; he hopes to resettle in Thompson and is in the early stages of opening a business in the community.
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