Jonathan Rojas 88 photos

 

 

Aaron Seal – staging area, 100 photos

Aaron Sealflagline prior to the service, 105 photos

Aaron Seal – waiting during the service, 45 photos

Aaron Seal – winding through the streets of Elkhart looking for the cemetery, priceless.

 

 

Eighteen pics from the Allen Rioux funeral taken Tuesday 10/3 are here.

 

 

 

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Robert Paul of Skokie, IL

 

 

43-year old army sergeant.  Reservist.  Father of Ilena, son of Ester & Sheldon, brother to Monica and Debra.  Jew.  Urban Planner.

 

Urban planner?  That’s right.  He enlisted two years after receiving his Master’s Degree in Planning and Economic Development.  Most armies now, and all those of history, employ only infantry, artillery and a few other disciplines aimed at projecting force.  Our army can project force very effectively, but then we rebuild what we knock down.  Robert J. Paul was in Afghanistan to build hospitals and schools.

 

SSGT Paul wasn’t killed for that reason, but he wouldn’t have been spared even if his attacker knew his mission.  The suicide car-bomber only knew that the HMMWV he targeted in front of the U.S. embassy carried two American soldiers.  Nor was he concerned about the 14 Afghans collaterally killed.  In fact, his was the worst suicide-bombing of the entire war.

 

The other soldier, also a reservist, was a 52-year old woman, a sergeant first class – the same age and rank as my regular army wife, Robin.  Merideth Howard was from Waukesha, but the family is planning a private service.  They will have public services in both California and Texas about a year from now and plan to invite the Patriot Guard.  Her partner in that HMMWV, Robert Paul, would be Robin’s first mission.

 

It was our grandson’s second mission – he had guarded another funeral home during the visitation for Timothy Mackenzie two weeks earlier.  He is 4 years old, the same age as Staff Sergeant Paul’s daughter.  Little Ilena would be inside the funeral home while Kevin marched just outside.

 

 

This time, he would not be the only boy there.  The funeral home is located on the corner of two busy streets in Skokie.  Diagonally across the intersection stood the other boy, about twice Kevin’s age.

 

 

Two nice boys wearing bright t-shirts.  Kevin’s reads “Texas” (Hook ‘em Horns!) while the other boy’s reads “GOD HATES FAGS .COM”.  Kevin holds the American Flag while the other boy holds a sign that reads, “GOD HATES THE U. S. A.”

 

In 1977, the National Socialist Party of American threatened to march in Skokie, presumably because the Nazis wanted to march where Holocaust survivors lived.  After several court battles, they marched in Chicago in 1981.  But the Jew-haters didn’t show-up; only the homosexual-haters did.  Not that Paul was homosexual…hatred can be so complicated.

 

Many PGR members are members of biker clubs.  The Jewish bikers of http://chaiwayriders.com/ stood among us.  That was helpful to Old Coastie, Ride Captain for this mission and an elder of his church, who is always ready to offer a Christian prayer to end our briefing.  He first asks if there is any CMA member present who might lead the prayer in his stead.  This time he was able to call on Judy.

 

Judy explained that a variation of the prayer she would offer is repeated in nearly every synagogue every week.  We Christians and Jews prayed together the words Judy then spoke.

 

(“Hashem” refers to God.  Traditional Jews use the word “God” only with extreme respect and show that respect by using this synonym in other contexts.  Neshama” is the Hebrew word for soul.)

 

Hashem, we all gather to mourn the loss of Staff Sergeant Paul.

 

Almight God on High, we ask that you look down from your Sanctified Abode and bless the neshama of Staff Sergeant Paul as well as the valiant soldiers of the American Military Forces who risk their lives to protect the welfare of all Your creation.

 

Benevolent God, be their shelter and fortress.

 

Grant us true peace in fulfillment of the prophecy:

 

Nation shall not lift up sword against other nation, nor will they learn war any more.

 

May all inhabitants of the world know that Dominion is yours and that through this we find strength during these difficult times and in these days before our judgment day.

 

Let us say, Amen.

 

And then we Christians and Jews set about God’s work.  Pictures 802 through 891 document our activity through this point.  Pictures 892 through 997 document the balance of our activity.

 

Old Coastie had warned that we would be fulfilling both parts of the Patriot Guard Mission which is stated right at the front of the PRG website:  (1) Show our sincere respect for our fallen heroes, their families, and their communities.  (2) Shield the mourning family and friends from interruptions created by any protestor or group of protestors.

 

That was his low-key way of letting us know that the Westboro Baptist Church people were expected.

 

Because the LEOs (law enforcement officers) allowed the Westboro people to set-up diagonally across the intersection from the funeral home, they were less than 100 feet away.  The Illinois “Let Them Rest In Peace Act” excludes them from a 200-foot “zone of privacy” during and immediately before and after the service.  And the LEOs guarded the Westboro people from us.

 

And that is all quite correct.  The First Amendment provides for freedom of assembly, freedom of speech and freedom of religion.  So the Westboro people could call on First Amendment protection in three ways.  In Saudi Arabia, only Muslims can participate in government and enjoy any significant freedom.  But not all Muslims; only Sunni Muslims.  And not all Sunni; only Wahhabi type of Sunni.  And of course, only the men.

 

But if you are a male Wahhabi Sunni Muslim, you have got it made.  Unless you say the wrong thing, in which case they cut out your tongue.

 

So it is characteristically American that when the Westboro people do their best to be vile and incite a hundred macho ex-military bikers just a hundred feet away, they know they have nothing to fear.  Because tolerance is characteristically American.  Intolerance is something the Westboro Baptists and the Saudi Wahhabis have in common.

 

Robin, Kevin and I found our places in line near the intersection, well within earshot of those Uninvited Guests, or “Ugs” as we call them.  Robin was squirming.  The mission of her Army and the role of her faith are both central in her life.  The only thing she wanted more than to run away was to run toward them, attacking.  In the end she did neither.  She took the fire and held her ground like she was supposed to.

 

One of us did fire back.  In the old days, long, long ago (like last winter) a PGR group backed their bikes to the Ugs and exercised some 93 octane free speech.  One from our group pulled his bike around the intersection and stopped just in front of us, his straight pipes aimed at the offenders.  He didn’t twist his throttle a third time before Old Coastie was at his side, gently explaining that we just don’t do that.

 

Me, I think they are just hysterical.  They called me a “biker chick” presumably because they thought I would be blinded with rage and charge into the street, only to be arrested by the LEOs guarding them.  I recently ordered a patch that says “Scooter Sissy and Proud Of It.”

 

Kevin was too busy marching outside to hear what they were saying.  The little girl Kevin’s age was inside with Old Coastie who would later write:

 

Between the military component of services and the religious portion I presented Robert's mom with the PGR plaque and American and State flags that had traveled with us to the chapel. I also presented Robert's four-year-old daughter Ilena with a beautiful hand-made blanket provided by Project Linus. I told her this was something she could hold onto forever while remembering her dad and that it would keep her warm. Ilena took the blanket and hugged it - and that's when I remembered why we big tough bikers wear dark sunglasses.

 

The Ugs left and we returned to the parking lot where we formed a circle of flags interrupted by an open door to the funeral home.  In the center of our circle stood the detail that would fire three volleys of seven – except they were five who fired the three volleys.  One of them later explained to me that they fired fifteen instead of twenty-one rounds so that they would have three cartridges to fold into each of two flags that would be presented to the family.  Then the trumpeter played Taps.

 

The door closed and we waited again for a while.  Word came that the family was about to emerge and enter a limousine that would carry them off.  We formed a corridor of flags for the limo.

 

The Ugs had left; the limo had left.  We packed-up, said good-bye, and then we left.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jacob Ortiz of Camp Douglas, WI

 

Shaun Novak of Two Rivers, WI

 

Timothy Mackenzie of Elmhurst, IL

 

Adam Servais of Onalaska, WI

 

Ryan Jopek of Merrill, WI

 

Daniel Crabtree of Akron, OH

 

Nyle Yates of Grand Ledge, MI