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Wounded Warrior Cartoons
I spent last week drawing cartoons for wounded warriors.
First stop was the VA hospital in Cincinnati on Sunday. The trip was organized by Polly Keener, the president of the Great Lakes chapter of the National Cartoonists Society.
The only picture I have is this one of New Yorker cartoonist Michael Shaw. Michael made a witty presentation explaining that he draws 10 cartoons a week and considers it a good year if New Yorker publishes 12! That’s cutthroat cartooning.
Our visit, however, was decidedly non-cutthroat cartooning. We drew for vets with all kinds of injuries and health problems, as well as a few perfectly fine staff members. The most interesting vet was an 85 year old guy who lied to join the navy at age 16. He served in the pacific during WWII. Then he joined the army and served at Inchon in the Korean war.
Wounded Warrior Tour
L-R Top: Steve Moor In the Bleachers, Eddie Pittman Phineas and Ferb, Sam Viviano Mad Magazine, Bill Hinds Tank McNamara, Buzz Beamer, Cleats, Paul Fell editorial cartoonist. Bottom: Rob Smith, Jr. editorial cartoonist, Jeff Bacon BroadSide/GreenSide, Your faithful correspondent
On Monday I headed out on a USO sponsored tour of forward operating bases – in Florida and Georgia. I’ve made other USO trips in the past to Germany and the Persian Gulf. My cartoon buddies from the Sunshine State theater are pictured above.
Jeff Bacon, a retired navy captain turned cartoonist, works with USO to put the trips together. We visited MacDill Air Force Base, The Naval Submarine Base at Kings Bay, Georgia, and the Naval Air Station at Jacksonville.
We didn’t get to fly any drones and the closest we got to a sub was lunch. But we did draw for vets with everything from head and spinal trauma, to paranoid schizophrenia. We also drew for PlayStation jockeys at the base shopping mall.
It was a rewarding trip but I fell way behind on my regular workload. Something about health care and debt ceilings. Got caught up over the week-end. Now you can see everything you need to know about last week’s news in the posts above.
USO Cartoonists Trip II
Well, that was interesting. I’m safe at home now on a quiet Ohio Sunday with my wife and daughter on fall break. I slept for hours, watched football with friends, and mowed up the leaves in the back yard. Meanwhile suicide bombers killed 147 people in Baghdad. The Wall Street Journal says the prime minister blamed al Qaeda and Baath party members.
Our friends asked where I’ve been. Um, Baghdad, Mosul, flying around in Blackhawk helicopters (go here to see our gunner in action), hitting golf balls off the veranda at Saddam’s lodge (go here to see my porch swing), sitting in his chair at his palace, feeding his fish, that sort of thing.
Here we are at the Baath Party House in Baghdad.
Tom Richmond; USO photo by Jackie Zettles
Things weren’t always weird.
We began our trip by visiting wounded warriors at Walter Reed and Bethesda. They were mostly young Marines wounded by improvised explosive devises in Afghanistan. Their mom’s, dads, and girlfriends were with them. Grandparents too. One young marine was joined by his wife and newborn twins. Another by his two sons and 17 year old daughter. He said he loved his job and wanted to return to his unit.
They were an inspiring bunch but not all of one mind. One kid, hit by an IED, said that getting blown up once for his country was enough.
They all appreciated the pictures we drew for them but some seemed to like them more than others.
From there our USO handler,Tracy Thede, hustled us off to Frankfurt, Germany and on to the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center & USO Wounded Warriors Center.
USO photo by Jackie Zettles
At Landstuhl we drew doctors, nurses, administrators, brass, and bottle washers.
Next stop was Ramstein Air Base where we encountered families of troops leaving for Afghanistan as well as some returning troops. We drew them all.
Landstuhl, Germany; USO photo by Jackie Zettles
Landstuhl, Germany;USO photo by Jackie Zettles
Then it was back to the Frankfurt airport. We were always surrounded by Americans, either on planes, on bases, in hospitals or in our very cool bus . I didn’t feel like we had really left the USA. That was about to change.
We arrived in Kuwait at night and, as Tracy issued our body armor in the Persian Gulf humidity, she announced that we were considered high value targets. I don’t think Tracy’s warning had quite the effect she was going for. Given the current state of the newspaper cartoon business, being considered a high value anything is a great achievement.
We also learned that Kuwaiti citizens receive $10,000 a month in oil royalties – like Alaskans, only better. Our appeals for asylum were denied. We did, however, get to stay in a swanky hotel with excellent food.
Jeff Bacon draws; USO photo by Jackie Zettles
The next morning we visited camp Arifjan and the Area Support Group for Kuwait. They have a rec center with bingo, world series poker and an early release theatre. There is also soccer, flag football, and basketball.
The Peach Tree 10k race is very popular on the 4th of July. The temperature in July runs 115-130.
Another hard to believe bit of information is that they import sand from Saudi Arabia for construction. The Kuwaiti sand is too fine and it gets into everything. I’m still coughing it here in Akron.
We moved on to Camp Buerhing, a defensive camp in the north of Kuwait.
Tom Richmon, Mike Peters, and Jeff Keane; USO photo by Jackie Zettles
Next we drew for the troops at Camp Virginia and then dragged ourselves back to the hotel for dinner.
Tomorrow would be the big day – Iraq.
Suited up in kevlar, we boarded a C-17 transport for Iraq. It’s like a huge flying basement with exposed pipes and wiring. We landed in a war zone and bravely made our way into the base… with its swimming pool, hot tubs, computer games and 24 hour chef on call. It was an R and R base. Guys were lounging around in shorts and t-shirts. We looked… colorful.
Stephan Pastis, Gary Trudeau, and Jeff Keane on C-17
Mike Ramirez guards the rear
The next day was awesome. Left at 8:30a.m. got back at 10:30p.m.. We flew all over Iraq in Black Hawk helicopters! I had the seat right behind the gunner first thing in the morning. He gave me earphones so I could hear everything and ask questions. They flew over a shooting range on the way to our first base and let loose with the machine guns. He told me over the headphones what was about to happen but the other guys were out of the loop. They were not pleased with my failure to communicate.
We went all the way to Mozul in northern Iraq. We drew tons of pictures and were a big hit. Blast walls were everywhere with bunkers and sandbags. They don’t see much action anymore and they seem to contract everything out. Iraqis do the patrols and they have Ugandans handlling camp security.
Supreme council of the National Cartoonists Society
Morning coffee
