Publisher’s note: Because of an immense national and personal tragedy for them, I have over the past couple of years been blessed to meet and become acquainted with Billy and Karen Vaughn. While I love them dearly and always will, I so wish that I never had the 'opportunity’ to meet them and that they and their beautiful family could have simply gone on with their former wonderfully normal, happy, and inconspicuous lives.
But that wasn’t to be because on August 6, 2011, their son Aaron and 37 other souls were set up like sitting ducks and sent on a critical mission in what amounts to a flying school bus without air or ground support, and they were shot down by what has been loosely described as a "lucky” shot with an RPG, (Rocket Propelled Grenade). It actually would have been a "lucky” shot if the normal, proper, high-tech, fast moving equipment was used and they had been granted normal, and very much requested air support with suppressive fire; however hitting such a huge, slow moving, heavily laden target with a very powerful 'small arm’ at such relatively close range, with all the time in the world to take aim would be like falling out of a boat and hitting the water for anyone else.
It was because of that horror caused by the absolute, deliberate ineptness of the most criminal and treasonous administration in our nation’s history that I met Billy and Karen. Thankfully and by the Grace of God, they have been able to muster the strength and put aside their anguished grief enough to travel and tell their story, which speaks for so many others, in a variety of venues. The letter below, which says it all and appeared in World Tribune on 8/27/2014 was written by the Vaughns in response to the recent, vile murder of James Foley by our latest and most virulent enemy to date which was spawned in large part by Barack Obama’s complete lack of leadership in all matters.
May God continue to comfort and bless Billy and Karen and their family as they share their vitally important message.
Billy and Karen Vaughn:
After finally choosing to view the barbaric, on-camera beheading by ISIS of freelance war correspondent James Foley, I have been left with a level of rage known only to those of us who have sacrificed unspeakable offerings on the altar of world peace.
My offering was my only son — Aaron Carson Vaughn. Aaron was a member of SEAL Team VI. He was killed in action when a CH47D Chinook, carrying thirty Americans and eight Afghans was shot down in the Tangi River Valley of Afghanistan on Aug. 6, 2011.
Many times over the past three years, I have been asked what drove my son to choose his particular career. What made him want to be a Navy SEAL? My answer is simple.Add a comment