2025 Ride Prelude: (Monday, May 12)
The National Verterans Awareness Ride includes eleven wreath-laying ceremonies as we travel across from Sacramento, California, to Washington D.C. Twice we have a 21-gun salute. Each ceremony is special. Each invokes a natural solemnity, well deserved given the fact that each veteran that rests there—whether they perished as a result of their service or returned home and passed later—have all sacrificed for us. They defended the freedoms we enjoy today.
The last of the ceremonies for the NVAR ride is held at The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. This year we will be having a slightly different ceremony. Rather than select four from our numbers to be given the honor of laying a wreath, each of us will be able to approach the crypts on the plaza and lay a single rose. We’ll walk across the plaza in-between the guard on duty and the marble markers on the three crypts inset into the plaza floor just in front of the large sarcophagus.
Since we will be so up-close-and-personal to The Tomb this year, I thought you might enjoy some background around its history, the tomb itself, and the guards. Some of these little-known facts surrounding The Tomb or the guards may seem like trivia, but I assure you, none of it is trivial.
The Tomb - History
The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier was first instituted in 1921 following the lead of England’s Unknown Warrior Tomb, instituted in 1920.
In 1921 four unknown American were exhumed from burials in France and returned to the US. They lay in state in the Capital rotunda until November 10th and then one casket was driven in a caisson to Arlington National Cemetery followed by over 100 military, members of the Cabinet, Senate, Congress, Supreme Court, and all living Presidents.
The original WWI tomb was located near the plaza in a smaller sarcophagus. The sarcophagus was relocated to its current position in 1931. The huge slabs of marble that make up the current sarcophagus were mines in Colorado, sawn in Vermont, traveled by train to D.C. and carved on site. The current resting place is high on a hill within the Cemetery, overlooking the Potomac River. The cemetery grounds began as 200 acers following the Civil War, and has grown over the years until today it is 639 acres. Over 400,000 military and their immediate family members reside in the Arlington National Cemetery, along with Heads of State, and other notable Americans. The World War I “Unknown” is a recipient of the Medal of Honor, the Victoria Cross, and several other foreign nations’ highest service awards. The U.S. Unknowns from World War II and Korea have also received the U.S. Medal of Honor. Since then, all Unknowns have been awarded the U.S. Medal of Honor. Other nations also have national burial sites for Unknowns from the First World War (also known as World War I and the Great War), such as England, France, Canada, Portugal, and Italy. The Tomb of the Unknown Warrior is in England and another Tomb of the Unknown Soldier is in France. All Unknowns in other countries have been awarded a U.S. Medal of Honor.
The Tomb
The current sarcophagus stands above ground and holds the remains of a soldier from WWI. In 1956 Unknowns from WWII and Korea were added, followed later by a third crypt for Vietnam. These three crypts have marble surfaces flush with the plaza surface. Since the initial placement of the Vietnam Unknown, DNA identified the soldier and his remains were returned to his family. The slab over what used to be labeled the Vietnam crypt, has since been replaced. The original inscription of “Vietnam” has been changed to “Honoring and Keeping Faith with America’s Missing Servicemen 1958 – 1975” as a reminder of the commitment of the Armed Forces to the fullest possible accounting of missing service members—POW and MIA. As a result, it was decided that the crypt would remain vacant. On the east end of the sarcophagus is carved Greek symbols for Peace, Victory, and Valor. The west end, visible from the viewing steps, is carved: HERE RESTS IN HONORED GLORY AN AMERICAN SOLDIER KNOWN BUT TO GOD.
The Guards
At The Tomb, an elaborate ceremony called the Changing of the Guard takes place every half hour from April through September, and hourly from October through March.
The guards take 21 steps across the mat and pause 21 seconds each time they take a turn. The significance of 21 aligns with the 21-gun salute, the highest honor one can receive.
The soldier “walking the mat” does not wear rank insignia, so as not to outrank the Unknowns, whatever their ranks may have been. They have a separate uniform (without rank) that is worn when they actually guard the Unknowns or are “posted.” Non-commissioned officers (usually the Relief Commander and Assistant Relief Commanders), do wear insignia of their rank when changing the guard only. Those who “walk the mat” at The Tomb, are the 4th Battalion 3rd U.S. Infantry Regiment. The 1st Battalion 3rd U.S. Infantry Regiment, cover other military funerals at Arlington National Cemetery—of which there are as many as 15 to 25 a week—as well as guarding other ceremonies, performing other 21-gun salutes, guarding headquarter locations in Washington, and guarding the President. The Old Guard refers to all three Battalions within the 3rd Infantry Regiment—the 1st, 2nd, and 4th. It is the oldest regiment still active in the Regular Army. The Old Guard traces its history to the First American Regiment organized in 1784 under command of Lieutenant Colonel Josiah Harmer, a veteran of the American Revolution. It has been the official ceremonial unit of the U.S. Army since 1948. Although the 3rd Infantry Regiment primarily functions in a ceremonial role, it is an infantry unit and thus is required to meet standards for certification in its combat role. The unit also trains for its support role to civil authorities in a wide range of scenarios and for deployments in support of overseas contingency operations.
Thank a Veteran today,
Libby Worden
2025 Ride Day One (Tuesday, May 13) Auburn CA: State Coordinator: Wayne Worden
The short ride to Bowman School was dry and we were welcomed again to the campus for an all-student assembly.
Certificates were awarded to school representatives and to again our Larry LaVerne. In addition to appreciation certificates, Wayne Worden, California State Coordinator, presented the school with an image of our flag with a crossword-like wording acknowledging the partnership between NVAR and Bowman School (see the gallery for a copy of the image). We concluded the visit outside where Larry LaVerne lead the kids and NVAR crew in the National Anthem. Then the honor guard—made up of two NVAR crew and three students—did the flag raising ceremony. And the Larry again led everyone in the pledge of allegiance.
Mather Medical Center, Sacramento, CA.
We changed the route from Auburn to Sacramento due to construction, however, as it turned out everyone liked the new route much better. All but five miles on backroads, the majority through beautiful scenery.
Three of the women that invest their time to provide quilts for all the Veteran Medical Centers and Retirement Homes, were able to join us in gifting the quilts to veterans. Mary (Linus Project), Carol (VFW Auxiliary), and Suzanne (VFW Auxiliary), join the NVAR crew into the hospital to meet the veterans. Watching the veterans humbly accept their quilts, they all wanted to provide more quilts for future visits.
Interestingly as we were led to the rooms to meet the vets, they had a wall of five quilts made by volunteers and the names of hundreds of volunteers stitched into the quilts.
Two of the recipients were Bo and Andy Anderson, who agreed to have their pictures taken. It’s quite a sight to see their response when they learn their service is appreciated and they haven’t been forgotten. The Road Guards did an excellent job, as usual. However, Mary, Carol and Suzanne were interestingly affected by the number of stop signs and red lights they passed through. Carol said, “I felt like I should be waving, like in a parade.”
Ride Send-Off Dinner,
Sweetpea’s Restaurant, a breakfast favorite, who serve dinner once a year, for NVAR
We do introductions. The room is filled with old friends and first-time riders. Riders have come to Sacramento from the south—Florida & Texas, the north—Minnesota & Michigan, central—Wyoming & Ohio, and west San Diego to Portland, Oregon.
I’m impressed by the fact that nearly everyone in the room included in their introduction the role they play for the ride, from Road Guard to State Coordinator and Weatherman to Chase Truck/Merchandise. There are dozens of roles and everyone contributes in their own way to make the ride a success.
Jerry and JackWagon reviewed key information we’ll need for the ride, and Wayne honored people with certificates and then introduced his invited guests.
Tonight, we got to meet Terrie Taylor who decorates the first of the overpasses we go under as we ride out of town tomorrow.
Finally, Wayne introduced Neil Fergus and his impressive list of accomplishments within the motorcycle community. A local legend, he’s ridden motorcycles for over 85 years. Today he’s ninety-five and still rides his Suzuki 650 about 100 miles a day. We all headed out early to get a good night’s sleep, looking forward to waving to the kids as we drive through Bowman School, and waving up to Terrie and friends on the Auburn overpass and the VFW Auxiliary on the overpass in Colfax.
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
2025 Ride Day Two (Wednesday, May 14) Auburn CA: State Coordinator: Wayne Worden
Veteran's Hall, Auburn, CA
he American Legion Riders sponsored NVAR at the Auburn American Legion Hall for breakfast, greeting us with fresh coffee.
Outside the Auburn Jeep Club cooked up a great breakfast fit for riders who were about to ride across country. Coffee was hot, breakfast was filling, the certificates of appreciation were presented and we all congregated in the parking lot for our last “so longs.” The ride meeting was in the parking lot as the three TV stations were recording.
Fox News Sacramento interviewed Mike Rinowski for a live morning news piece, and KCRA-3 interviewed Wiley Wilson live for their morning show. Fox, KCRA-3, and Channel 13 all took extra film of the jeeps and bikes leaving. Maybe some of you will see it on TV this evening.
Bowman School Drive-Thru, CA
The parade through Old Auburn and Downtown Auburn was fun, as usual, but it was the drive through Bowman school that thrilled all of us. Every student and teacher, along with many parents, were waving hands and flags wishing us a safe journey. And if all that wasn’t enough of a send-off, there were people at two overpasses shortly after we got onto Interstate 80, with people waving flags and wishing us well.
VA Medical Center, Reno, NV
We met our Reno Police escort at Boomtown and they took us into town and right up to the VA Hospital. Due to a light snow the day before the event was held indoors, although the weather was sunny. I suppose you could even say warm, since 63 was the warmest weather we had all day. As we approached the event we were met by Patriot Guards forming a flag-line directing us the where we were to park. We got to visit with them a bit before going inside to meet the vets. One of the Reno Police who escorted us, is a veteran. Fairal led the presentation of a Freedom Medal—see the picture in the gallery. The bar-b-que was smoking as we approached. The hamburgers were delicious; later we discovered they were white-tailed venison. What a treat. The band they had was indoors also. We visited with vets both in the dining area and in their rooms…being able to go into the rooms of those who were bed-ridden was a first since COVID. We all enjoyed it very much to see and encourage them. Zig and Angie met Kathy, a Colonel in the Army serving as a nurse, who for years was the care giver for her husband, a retired vet. She fell and broke her hip and now resides at the Reno Veterans Home. Her husband is gone now, but she is every bit as spirited as when she was younger. They really enjoyed visiting with her, and believed to have made an impression on Kathy as well. Wayne again found two vets to present with the quilts made by the VFW Auxiliary in Colfax.
VFW Post 2350, Elko, NV
NVAR is honored to have so many peace officers desiring to give us an escort into Elko. Carlin Police met us several miles before their town, then the Elko County Sheriffs took over, and the Nevada Highway Patrol led us to the end of the Elko offramp where the Elko Police took us to the VFW Hall. What a welcome!
Then we received a very warm welcome from those at VFW Post 2350, in more ways than one. They welcomed us from their street-side salute, then handshakes all around, followed by a heartfelt greeting as we entered their amazing Hall curated more like a museum. The food was exceptional and the building was warm after the last leg of the journey being quite cold for all riders. Everyone of the members and the auxiliary bent over backwards to make sure we had everything we needed. One of the last to leave the Post was Jerry Conner. While again thanking the kitchen staff, Jerry discovered one of the workers was not auxiliary but a veteran. JoDee served in Iran and returned home, joining the VFW for the support and comradery…being with fellow vets who understood. Jerry quickly found the chase truck–Mike, Kat, and Donna–and got a Freedom Medal. I heard that it was an amazing, maybe even life-changing, ceremony for JoDee. Jerry, Mike, Kat, Donna, and Robert (who took the picture) will not soon forget that this is why we do what we do. It makes a difference.
OTHER NOTES
For the record, it is important to note that this year, for the first time in 25 years, a trike road in the missing-man formation. Don “Quacker” Jenkins was the very first to enjoy this honor. I hope others will also in the future. Personal musings by your SitRep: After riding three and one-half hours (with a gas stop) we topped a hill and looked down at the straight road ahead of us. The road went off into the horizon (see picture in the gallery). It was picturesque to look at the picture, but might also imagine how the riders were feeling. Desiring their next gas stop and a moment to walk around and warm up. From my vantage point the rows of bikes were straight, riding tight and at speed limit. My initial impression was that they were in order, organized, and disciplined. My second impression took a minute to register. As I looked at the line, I then saw a group of people—some vets, but not all—on a mission. A mission to welcome vets home, ensure vets know their service is appreciated, educate youth about the importance of service their communities, and honoring the vets who have gone before us. This mission has brought each rider to this ride, to the top of this hill, and will take them to the next rest stop as they consider who they are riding for. It’s that sense of belonging to a bigger purpose which makes me proud to be a part of NVAR.
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden
- Sitrep Admin
2025 Ride Day Three (Thursday, May 15) State Coordinator: Jason “Fat Guy” Stephenson
They opened at 6:30 but we showed up at 6:25. Two of their regulars walked in at 6:35 and were so stunned at the restaurant being already full, they stood by the door to be sure they had the right restaurant. Later they said they enjoyed our company. As usual, we were served with all speed, the coffee was strong, and the food was great. The waitresses were both friendly and efficient. We always look forward to our morning in Elko and visiting them for breakfast. Before leaving Rainman, a rider who joined us the day before—new to NVAR, wanted to make a comment to everyone. Jerry gave him the floor. He expressed he was somewhat surprised at the mission and dedication of the ride and the group. Rainman said, “I’m really impressed with what you’re doing. And I’m not easily impressed.” He may not be able to go all the way to DC, but it seems he’ll enjoy the ride as long as he can.
Meet-Up w/UT Riders, Wendover, NV
As we approached our exit in Wendover we were looking to see the bikes, not certain how many would be there. Closer and closer we looked over the ridge at all the businesses’ parking lots and didn’t see them. At last they came into view…dozens of bike, several cages, two fire engines, 2 ambulances, Police, Sheriffs, and Highway Patrol. What a greeting! A Patriot Guard took an arial photo of this eclectic group, see pic below. After a quick gas stop we gathered for a pre-ride meeting and awarded a Freedom Medal (picture attached). It is always an honor to be a part of the presentation to someone who has returned from the military. A special recognition was given to one who gave the greatest sacrifice, Dave Clemmons, a Gold Star father who lost his son Bard in the War on Terror. Jayson Stephenson said, “Even if it was only one lost, it would be one too many.” I, for one, was giving Dave a big hug in my heart as all eyes were on him. We look forward to honoring Brad’s sacrifice with a wreath ceremony at Arlington National Cemetery.
Utah State Veterans Nursing Home, Salt Lake City, UT
At the last gas stop before Salt Lake City we pick up our escorts to get us through the maze of freeways on the way to Utah State Veterans Nursing Home. We had heard there were “50 escorts” but we all thought that was an exaggeration. We were 70 to 80 bikes pulling in at the gas station, only to discover it was not an exaggeration. There really were 48 escorts from Police (2 cities), State Troopers, Highway Patrol, and Sheriffs. It looked a bit like organized chaos from the gas station. But once we were on the road, our escorts were absolutely amazing. 48 Motorcycles with flashing lights, followed by another 70-80 bikes, for 22 miles into Salt Lake City, made quite the spectacle. (But it was really fun, too. I could get used to running red lights and blowing through stop signs….just kidding.) There are 2 pictures, but I was in the middle of the pack, so you’re only seeing half the riders. When we arrived we barely fit all the bikes, three cages, and the NVAR Chase Truck into the parking lot at the Vets Home. Again, quite the spectacle. Even the 3-, 4-, and 5-year-olds from the daycare in the next building came by to see the bikes. They each got a sticker from the Salt Lake City Police. The vets were lined up in the wind and cold, some wrapped in blankets in their wheelchairs, to greet us as we arrived. Once parked, we hurried over to greet them. The ceremonies followed outside, including the pledge of allegiance, certificates to all the peace officer’s associations, and the organizers of the Home. Two quilts were given to Frank Marsh, retired Army, and Roy Gerber, Marine. Frank quickly wrapped his around his shoulders on top of the blanket he already had. The Home prepared a lunch for the riders and officers. Many sat inside and continued their conversations with the vets out of the wind. The wonderful visit to the Home came to an end too soon. At four o’clock we headed out and on our next stop, aided by escorts all the way out of town…thank heavens, it was nearly rush hour.
Wreath Laying, Evanston, WY
We were escorted from the freeway in Evanston directly to our reserved parking space in the middle of town, in-between the memorial sight and the VFW Post 4280 where they were preparing a meal. Arriving right on time, we parked and went directly to the memorial sight. The ceremony didn’t take long, but everybody lingered—and jockeyed for position to get the bet photos—of the preschoolers who led us in the pledge of allegiance. As soon as it was over the young ones were spirited away by their parents to get them out of the wind.
VFW Post 4280, Evanston, WY
The evening was co-led by Mike Tipton, Wyoming State Coordinator, and Jayson Stephenson, Utah State Coordinator. Many “thank you” hugs and handshakes and several certificates went out to all those who make the evening a wonderful time for NVAR. Dinner was hot and delicious. The kitchen workers from the Auxiliary did a wonderful job at setting tables and preparing food for a very large crowd. It was so very appreciated after long stretches of riding. In addition to the NVAR cake that followed dinner, Jayson Stephenson and his ‘crew’ of volunteers had collected raffle prizes all year. They had so many exceptional items; I hope they sold a lot of tickets. All the proceeds go toward Christmas gifts for veterans who have no family locally.
OTHER NOTES
When Head Dog, Mike & Kat Tipton, Donna and others from the mid-west, were traveling to California to begin the ride, they stopped in Evanston. When they expressed an interest in getting together with those from VFW Post 4280, they were told everyone was unavailable, they would be participating in a funeral for some vets who had no family. Head Dog’s immediate response, “We’ll join you.” It is, after all, our mission. To let all vets know they are not forgotten, especially when there is no one else there to honor their life or their service to preserve our freedom. (Pictures in the gallery.)
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
2025 Ride Day Four (Friday, May 16) State Coordinators: Kat & Mike Tipton
Archie Hay American Legion Post 24, Rock Springs, NV
We had two hour ride to breakfast. I’d like to share with you my musings on that journey. First, the wind whipped around, with gusts that kept the riders on their toes, and even in a car it was felt. As we encountered the large farms of windmills, I wondered if electricity wasn’t the state’s largest natural resource, maybe even it’s largest export, after beef.
Second, and by far the more significant, I considered how much I appreciated Jayson Stephenson, Utah State Coordinator. Jayson amassed a crew (40-50 riders and drivers) to join with the NVAR from California and serve our veterans. The majority of them may never go “all the way,” but they ride for vets, they collect raffle prizes all year to benefit vets, and they make the vets a priority during the busy holiday season with gifts from the raffle money. This is, after all, the NVAR mission. The ‘parade’ of ~130 bikes that led us into the SLC Vets Home was quite the spectacle (and it was fun), but it too brought attention to NVAR and what we’re about. Thank you, Jayson.
We picked up an escort about twenty miles out from Rock Springs; they took us all the way in and more joined at the end of the off ramp. While getting gas we were able to get a group picture (including escorts: policy, Sheriffs, and fire department). But the most special moment was when we learned that one of the firefighters was a veteran. A Freedom Medal ceremony followed. There was more than one person with ‘wet eyes’ (not from the wind). The NVAR welcome didn’t end there because as we approached the Archie Hay American Legion Post 24, a color guard stood at attention on the street they had cleared for us to park. Inside it was like ‘old home week’ seeing friends and renewing acquaintances. Breakfast was wonderful and awards were handed out to a variety of organizations that supported NVAR—not just the fresh eggs for our breakfast, but some donated the snacks Mike & Kat carry in the chase truck, cases of water we have in the chase truck cooler, even the crane and the flag at the gas stop were donated to make our visit over-the-top special.
And finally, we had a real treat this year. The Fire Chief, who has lived in Rock Springs since he was four-years-old (except for military service), gave us an interesting story of the town’s history. I was most impressed by the fact that Rock Springs has 56 nationalities in town. The have a celebration of their cross-cultural foundations once a year. I would sure like to be there to try all the authentic traditional foods. Who knew Rock Springs, WY, would be the most cosmopolitan city west of the Mississippi!
Our escorts took us back to Highway 80, ensuring we were aware and prepared for the wind and the construction we would encounter.
Cheyenne VA Medical Center, Cheyenne, WY
Where do I begin? I enjoy architecture, so I could go on about the beautiful buildings, built in 1932, and the lovely, modern facilities…but there are just too many amazing stories to share that have taken place this afternoon. At the VFW Post a group of riders happen to visit Thomas Belt. It turns out he was a Bronze Star recipient for saving pilots. He served in the Army in both Korea and Vietnam. He not only told a story about the time he discovered Elvis Presley in the mess hall, but also about how he located a back room from Elvis to teach him how to sing Blue Suede Shoes. Elvis even commented that Tom sang better than he did. But the end of the story is, Tom then sang Blue Suede Shoes for our riders. Later at dinner we learned Mr. Belt is in the hospice wing and may not live until our visit next year. How fortunate we were able to see him. I hope our riders gave him as much joy and we received from him. One visit was to a woman named Judy. We learned she was the armed services first Combat Sargent Major. One of the most impressive details they discovered was that of the 87 men under she command, she keeps in touch with most of them to this day. Now that is the perfect image of commanding respect rather than demanding respect. She should be very proud. Jerry presented her with a Freedom Medal. She was so excited that she called her son right then and there. Jerry was even able to speak to her son and explain what NVAR’s mission is. Wayne handed out two quilts again. This year’s recipients were Vern Hoffer, served in Vietnam on a Naval Destroyer, and Mike “Wolf” Wilkinson, Army Light Infantry Brigade in Vietnam in ’69-’70. Mike recently published a book on his experiences in Vietnam, called A Journey Through the Valley of the Shadow of Death. He gave Wayne an autographed copy and Wayne has already begun reading it. Since Vietnam and having a traumatic brain injury, Wolf has gone on to carry the Olympic torch for the 2002 games in Salt Lake City and he’s an integral part of Civil Air Partrol, Wyoming Wing as a Lt. Colonel. His desire is to impart his experiences so others might change their views of those who serve.
VFW Post 1881, Cheyenne, WY
Milk Can Bake was again the dinner that greeted us at the VFW post. Some riders wait all year for this authentic meal, cooked especially for NVAR. It was delicious and plentiful. More than one person went back for a full plate of seconds. A wide variety of stories circulated at dinner.
Slingblade shared that at a gas stop on his way to rejoin the group, he had a conversation with a woman who told him about her brother, Ted Shinault. He was in the Army and later FBI. Although he passed in 2005, his name appears on the Wall of Fallen Heros in Washington D.C. Slingblade was able to present her with the NVAR 2025 ride pin. She tearfully received it. It never ceases to amaze me how a little bit of listening and recognition can stir the heart and rekindle a sweet remembrance.
Sue, a six-time rider that has joined us in WY for the visit to the vets at the Cheyenne VAMC, shared how much she appreciates NVAR and how much she enjoyed this year’s visit. She also informed us that in two years, after she retires, she hopes to go “all the way” and experience all the visits with veterans. Jerry thanked her for all she does to coordinate the visits every year, concluding that this year was the best visit ever! And, after returning to the hotel, I was sent another photo and informed that in front of the hotel this evening a Freedom Medal was awarded to Col. Naomi Donavan, who has served in Kandahar, Afganastan. And, finally, there’s a picture below from the Cheyenne VAMC of a man in light blue sitting on a couch. I didn’t get his name, but he’s 107 years old and is still active, only using a walker. He served in the Navy and went on to be a bull wrangler and competed on horseback in rodeos across the country. So, I’ll leave you with this wisdom for the day…if you want to live to be 107, take up bull wrangler.
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
2025 Ride Day Five (Saturday, May 17) State Coordinators: Kat & Mike Tipton & Bill “Mongo” Luft NE
VFW Post 1881, Cheyenne, WY
The coffee was hot when we arrived at 6:30. The breakfast was wonderful. I’m amazed at how many people are more than happy to wake up early so we have a hot breakfast on a Saturday morning. Bless them all. I was told to check the bar top in the lounge before leaving. It’s mostly shiny pennies under glass with a few gold, silver, and bronze coins from all the countries where their members had served in the military. In the center of the top is an eagle fashioned out of these four different colored coins, with two Lady Liberty silver dollars at the top. It is, after all, the Fraternal Order of Eagles Aerie. But whoever created this display under glass has an artistic eye.
On the ride across Wyoming into Nebraska, at one point Sweetness spoke across the radio, “The pack of motorcycles is a pretty sight from back here.” It couldn’t be more true seeing it from the back of the pack (we ride directly behind Sweetness). Even if no one saw the words on the chase truck, “Sacramento to DC,” it would be obvious this group of riders are on a mission. NVAR rides on schedule, NVAR rides in all weather, and NVAR rides with a purpose—to fulfill our mission. And that is all part of what makes our riders, “…a pretty sight…” They do, of course, ride tight and straight which adds to their impressive look. : )
About an hour before North Platte at the gas stop, a few bikes pulled out of the pack and hit the freeway. I didn’t understand it at the time. Farther down the Interstate there they were, an Honor Guard standing at attention, saluting the pack as we passed. I later learned they were honoring one of our riders who lost her life in an accident near that location. Her husband is no longer riding, but our crew never forgets that she lost her life while on a mission to honor all veterans, and therefore we honor her each year.
North Platte Veterans Memorial, North Platt, NE
The gas stop across from the North Platte Veterans Memorial was a welcome stop, we’d been riding all morning. Then we saw Bill “Mongo” Luft, Nebraska State Coordinator, coming toward us. Immediately we were all at home. As we gravitated across the street to the memorial we noticed the day had warmed up, the North Platte Fire Department had a large flag flying from the top of the ladder on a hook-and-ladder truck, and the wreath ready for the ceremony. Mongo led the squad who laid the wreath and gave out certificates to the Fire Department and other who participated in this event. In addition a Freedom Medal was awarded just following the wreath ceremony.
The North Platte Fire Department treated us to sandwiches from Subway, with all the trimmings. The group gathered around the picnic tables overlooking the water. We had a great visit with them and also, sadly, said goodbye to Rich and Donna who left after lunch to return to Cheyenne. Before leaving many, especially those here for the first time, wandered among the various memorial locations. On the east was the Law Enforcement Memorial honoring the twelve who have lost their life serving the community in the name of peace and freedom. Across from that was the monument to the Unknown from all eras, past present and future. To the north of that was the North Platte Canteen Memorial.
FYI: The North Platte Canteen was a WWII phenomenon. Trains would pass through town carrying soldiers from across the country, east to ship out to Europe. At that time there were no restaurants or other military arrangements to feed these soldiers. Women in town couldn’t see these men go hungry so the baked bread with what little rationed flour they had and made them sandwiches. Before long others joined and cookies, brownies and fruit were added. This train stop on their trip across the country became known nationwide as the North Platte Canteen.
Central Nebraska Veterans Home, Kearney, NE
How does one describe this beautiful new location recently built to replace the veterans home that had stood for over 100 years. Words like serene, well-planned, beautifully landscaped, fully equipped, and honoring all come to mind. But all together they don’t begin to describe this new home. The residents in this five-part campus looked to be well cared for and happy. Two characters I had the pleasure of learning about are, first Terry Markus, Air Force. He served during Vietnam from 67-72 but he was never deployed. He served as a weatherman from stateside. Sweetness spoke with him the whole visit listening to his stories as if he was a student in Mr. Markus’ class, he even had Sweetness take notes. Mr. Markus cover the history of the Nebraska Territory (1856-1867), March 1, 1867 Nebraska became the 37th state and the remaining land became the Wyoming Territory. He also covered President Lincoln’s assassination, dates and locations, and the length of prison term for the doctor, Dr. Mudd, who treated John Wilkes Booth’s broken leg. It was certainly impressive to see at his age that he certainly had all his faculties. Quacker visited with a man whose speech was slurred so he didn’t get his name, but he certainly got his history. He served in the Navy onboard the USS Juneau, an Atlanta-class light cruiser that played a significant role in WWII, notably in the Guadalcanal Campaign.
This facility also has a moving memorial site on campus. We didn’t get a chance to visit it, but I did get a photo, see below.
Our visit was too short, as usually.
American Legion Post 300, Grand Island, NE
After a long day, it was especially great to receive a warm welcome at the American Legion in Grand Island. They met us on the street with half the road cordoned off for our parking. Several people were honored for their part in planning and preparing for our visit. Also we witnessed the award to Trey, a newer member of the Purple Fish Motorcycle Club with a similar mission to NVAR. Trey will be joining us for the remaining trip to DC. It’s his first time on the ride. Mongo vouches for him, so he’s already a brother.
Dinner was every bit as delicious as the rides’ long-timers had spoken of. They served the best catfish (locally caught, I understand), with enough for seconds. I must say the corn was excellent. Why should I be so surprised, this is Nebraska! But it was as sweet as candy and as fresh as if picked yesterday. (Maybe it was 😊.)
Before we finished, Mongo led in a Freedom Medal ceremony there in the American Legion clubhouse. We want to welcome you home, and thank you for your service.
It’s always hard to leave Nebraska, but we’re happy to be bringing one of their own with us. Welcome Trey.
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
2025 Ride Day Six (Sunday, May 18) State Coordinator: Bill Luft – NE & Patrick Martindale – IA
Bayless Park Wreath Ceremony, Council Bluffs, IA
Before leaving for Bayless, at breakfast, Dede, a Nebraska local, told us the story of her uncle and what his memory meant to her. She recently inherited the flag awarded his at his death. More recently good friends gave the flag an official folding, and this morning Dede was presented with a flag-size shadow box.
Perfect riding weather but less than perfect road conditions. The good news is, next year after all this construction the roads should be perfect!
Bayless Park has become one of my favorite places we stop. The park is filled with monuments and memorial sites; the veteran’s memorial is extra special. I’ve included several pictures of statues (one viewed from above the wreath laying image) and one monument. In addition to the wreath ceremony and the playing of taps, we had the privilege of awarding another Freedom Medal to Officer Pengra, one of our police escorts. We enjoyed the park as we crossed the square to the Masonic Lodge for lunch, where we were greeted by each member with a handshake and a welcome. A warm welcome, a hot lunch, and cold beverages; what more could you ask for. We enjoyed renewing friendships and making new ones.
As JackWagon handed out certificates two notable things occurred. First, Wayne Schuler informed us that Larry Poffenberger was in the hospital. He had with him a framed collage of photos NVAR made up for the COVID years we missed. Wayne asked if we could all sign the back so he could take it to Larry. He set a pen beside the frame and people put down their food and jumped up to sign it without delay. Second, and maybe less notable to others but not to me, was when a man was introduced and he pointed to two of his three children he’d brought with him to the event. He said, “I brought them to teach them respect.” I took that to mean to respect the veterans, those in military, or law enforcement (or all three). I think it struck me because just minutes before I had taken a picture of the back patch of one of our riders (picture below). The back patch read, “THE NATION THAT FORGETS ITS DEFENDERS WILL ITSELF BE FORGOTTEN.” This not only the sentiment from the back patch, it’s the reason NVAR exists. But now, seeing in real time, a father taking steps to ensure his children do not forget, and that they respect the service of those that paved the way to their freedoms…well, it warmed my soul.
The Freedom Rock, Adair County, IA
As we approached the parking lot across from The Freedom Rock, we could see the Schneider Ride of Pride truck parked there waiting for us to arrive. Patrice and her daughter Naheena (pronounced Ni’-en-na) were swamped with hugs. It was so good to see them again this year.
Bubba was not at the Freedom Rock during our visit this year, he has become quite in demand to paint more rocks and murals with a goal to one day have a Rock in every state. In his place JackWagon gave us a brief history of The Rock and we spent several minutes taking our picture with friend in front of it. Our visit is always too short, but this year it was just right…just in time to have the traffic backup from an earlier accident to be cleaned on Interstate 80, which enabled us to stay on schedule.
Des Moines VA Medical Center, Des Moines, IA
The weather was warm so we were greeted with lots of veterans that had come outdoors to greet us as we rode in. We broke up into groups to hand out pins, give them thank you notes children had made for us to hand out, a thank them for their service.
I was with a group that when into the hospice facility. In the ninety minutes we were there I was able to visit with six veterans and also give pins out the staff that serve our veterans.
I also carried the two quilts to some veterans from the quilters in Colfax, CA. One quilt went to a man who likely had very little time remaining. Initially I thought, “He won’t get much use out of it,” but then I considered the family—the son and two grandsons we met who were holding vigil in his room. I knew the veteran, Frank, would enjoy it and I hoped it would bring the family comfort knowing it represented that their grandfather was appreciated for his service and was not forgotten by his country which he served.
On our visits we say some residents being wheeled to the windows to see what all the noise was, and to check out the motorcycles. So it was likely a special treat when Headdog led the whole group on a circle around the parking lot before pulling out onto the street. Lots of honking and revving of engines was our way of saying, “Until next year.”
AMVETS Post 2, Des Moines, IA
On the drive to the AMVETS Post, the road guards did an excellent job of keeping cars at bay. One of the group captured a picture of a coup of the road guards, see below. They really are an extremely skills group of riders. It’s a pleasure to see them at work.
We practically filled the parking lot at the Post this year. Inside there was lots of room for all and the food was ‘good and plenty’ (if you’re old enough to know the term). No one went hungry. We watched a short video of Mike Rinowski reciting a poem he’d written about world travel, specifically to post-war Vietnam.
And finally, we were treated to a brief ceremony for an young Nathan Tischer who was earning his Eagle Scout badge for constructing a firepit for the purpose of retiring US flags. They also dedicated the firepit at this time. In addition, the Post now has a plaque honoring Nathan for the initiative and effort to complete this project for the AMVET Post.
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
2025 Ride Day Seven (Monday, May 19) State Coordinator: Patrick Martindale
AMVETS Post 2, Des Moines, IA
Although they gave us a wonderful dinner last night, the AMVETS awoke early to have hot coffee and a full home-cooked meal ready for us at 6:30. They also put up on their big screen a music video of a patriotic song, reminding us that the USA is strong for any challenge we face, we face together as a country. Thank you AMVETS!
Iowa Veterans Home, Marshalltown, IA
As we approached the Vets Home, the beauty of this small town atmosphere was welcoming. Then once inside the gates, and as we rode through the courtyard to park, some vets in wheel chairs came out into the wind and light rain to greet us. I don’t think it’s an exaggeration to say, they look forward to seeing us as much—or more—than we look forward to seeing them. I spoke with Fern for almost a half hour. We met last year, remembered each other and our conversation picked up right where we left off last year. Parting, we each said, “See you next year.” Sweetness shared three very interesting stories of vets he encountered. Unable to take pictures of their faces, he instead took pictures of some of their accomplishments. First was a vet awarded the Silver Star Medal, James “Hospitalman” Ross, Marine Corpman. The citation read, in part, “…caught in a vicious ambush…wounded eleven Marines. Unhesitatingly heeding a call for help, Hospitalman Ross courageously crawled about thirty meters through a relentless hail of enemy fire to aid one of the wounded men. With utter disregard for his own safety, Hospitalman remained in the fire, kneeling over the stricken Marine to administer mouth-to-mouth…and saved his life…”
The second story was of the man who created the artwork that was posted around the Home and one all our tables at lunch. See the picture of Sweetness hold one poster next to the original artwork displayed outside the resident’s room. The third story (Sweetness was busy) took place while he was visiting a resident, Martin Harris, Air Force. When he was stationed in Maine, Martin’s friend was invited to visit a friend during leave. He asked Martin if he’d join him. As it turned out, the friend was John Kennedy in Hyannis Port, MA, and the baby on John’s knee was Kathleen Kennedy (Robert and Ethel Kennedy’s oldest). Martin was in Korea when Kennedy was shot. He said he was the best president to work for so he had to get out of the service after that deployment. Another truly amazing—almost miraculous story—came from Zig and Angie when they just happened to stop Charity, on staff at the vets home, for directions. They got to talking and Zig discovered they had both lived in Guam. As they continued to talk she mentioned a family member by name. Zig asked her, “Would that be Madeleine Bordallo?” Charity’s surprise was obvious, “How do you know Madeleine Bordallo?” Zig replied, “I used to work for her.” The old-home-week began as they discussed all the people they knew in common. As it turns out, the Honorable Madeleine Bordallo, the Congressional Representative for Guam, married to Ricky Bordallo, then Governor for Guam, are Charity’s great aunt and uncle. Needless to say, we all have a wonderful visit, followed by a great lunch, and yes, another Freedom Medal for Laurel (missed her last name), Air Force.
Iowa City VA Health Care System, Iowa City, IA
We rode directly from the Veterans Home to the VA Hospital. They were expecting us and had cleared a parking lot for our bikes, cars, and trucks. After a short welcome and appreciation certificates, we went over the instruction for their facility. They wanted us inside because the vets were waiting to see us, and we were looking to get inside quickly since the wind was seriously cold. So we quickly moved into the buildings and to see the vets.
Two quilts were handed out, many pins were distributed, dozens of cards made by children as thank you notes to our veterans were given to the vets. Our general message is still the same, they are appreciated for the sacrifices they made to serve our country; we have not forgotten them. But the conversations are the highlights. More often than not we find things we have in common, whether it’s what they’re watching on TV, the logo on their hat, the branch of the service they served in, what part of the country they’re from, or experiences before, during or after their service. It’s just plain fun to talk with them. We also had the honor to award two Freedom Medals to workers, one at the hospital and one at the attached office facility. Lots of pictures below. Our time at the VA Health Care System always goes too quickly. In fact one of the group chose to stay a few minutes longer to ensure the quilts we had for the vets were distributed. We’re looking forward to next year.
Veterans Memorial Park, Davenport, IA
This was our second year to visit this new, developing memorial park located along the beautiful shoreline of the Mississippi River. Last year was the dedication of the Memorial Park. This year, partway through phase three of their development plans, we had a most special ceremony.
It began with introductions and updates on the progress of the Memorial Park development, point out what’s happened since the dedication and what will be completed by the end of this year. I’m looking forward to adding a brick to the honorary brick walk. This was followed by the reading of the 211 names on the Vietnam Wall, representing those fallen from the surrounding communities. Jerry Connor concluded the reading with a thought to ponder; all the names read, although our contemporaries at the time, never aged to share all the experiences we’ve have—family times, milestones, accomplishments. All the names read were young men and women, likely a majority in their twenties. Jerry called us to remember all of what they sacrificed for our freedoms. This was followed by the military honoring salute, 21-gun salute, and taps. A moving, somber time. I am so grateful for this community organization that is raising funds and advancing plans to ensure this park will be here to honor veterans for many years to come. We were fortunate they scheduled this ceremony on the very day we’d be passing through town. It was truly an honor to have taken part with the local community. We look forward to seeing it again next year with all the new developments.
American Legion Post 26, Davenport, IA
A welcoming team of every member and lots of youth, even the kitchen workers came out to welcome each person as we walked in. It was as if they knew we’d be cold and tired after a hard day fighting the winds. The dinner was prepared and ready, hot for our cold fingers. JackWagon shared our appreciation for how attentive they were to our every need, but they continued to reply that they loved our coming to visit them and how much they enjoyed serving us dinner on our journey to DC. There are a lot of extremely friendly and down-to-earth people in the state of Iowa, and we were fortunate and extremely grateful to have met the very best of them.
OTHER NOTES
We had one very unexpected bike failure, a broken handlebar. The good news is, it broke in a parking lot and not while being ridden. No one went down and no one was hurt.
HeadDog announced at dinner, if anyone has maintenance needs—scheduled or unexpected—to let him know and he will alert the Harley and Honda dealerships where we stage our bikes before riding to the Danny Bruce Memorial tomorrow.
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
2025 Ride Day Eight (Tuesday, May 20) State Coordinators: Patrick Martindale, IA – Ken Richardson, IL
Breakfast w/Illinois Escort, Davenport, IA
Breakfast at the hotel was convenient and they opened early, making the coffee in time for our group to start coming in at 5:45.
Wayne’s message was brief but perfectly timed for a rainy day. He quoted Romans 5:3-5
“…but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.”
The Illinois State Troopers and local Police were also there to begin the ride across Illinois. They gave us specifics on how best to handle puddles, excessive spray, fogged face shields, etc. All good refreshers. And we were off.
Middle East Conflicts Wall Memorial, Marseilles, IL
The rain abated for a short time just when we arrived for the ceremony.
A bus with five veterans, four men and one woman, from a local Vets Home were there waiting when we arrived. Buzz and HeadDog pinned the veterans and their driver. The weather prevented them from leaving the bus and joining the larger group, but those who went inside had a short visit with them and the vets really appreciated the personal attention.
The Mayor spoke introducing the event. Jerry Conner read a poem from 1934 that was a comfort to hear. We had no wreath due to the chase truck taking a broken bike into Michigan City for repairs. So we marched, did a salute of respect, a 21 gun salute, and taps. We also picked up a couple of new riders, but we didn’t have much time to get to know them there since the rain was on our tail, so we moved on to our next location.
American Legion 235, Marseilles, IL
The members of American Legion Post #235 went all out and took great care of us. I always especially appreciate that they include a lettuce salad with lunch. Of course, Wayne most likes the cookies for dessert.
Ken Richardson, Illinois State Coordinator, thanked the Post Commander and the Auxiliary for the delicious lunch, served as we walked through the doors.
Ken introduced Virginia, the wife of a deceased Marine, who has been working to helps vets for a number of years, especially homeless vert and those down on their luck. Virginia offered lots of things we could offer to vets on or journey to DC, along with providing snacks for the riders that were delivered to the chase truck.
Finally, we had the treat of presenting two Freedom Medals, this time to two of the police who were part of our escort to and from Marseilles.
When back on the road on our way to Indiana, the Police cruisers took over for the motor officers. The year was probably the smoothest transition through the Interstate 80 & 90 merge, getting us across numerous lanes and into the fast lane. In addition they mostly blocked the lane to our right so we were able to ride without the additional spray from large truck tires.
JROTC Program, Portage, IN
We arrived in a short dry spell and made it inside without dripping all over their clean floors. The were ready and put on a very skilled and impressive display of their drills.
We learned that six of the seven graduating cadettes are going into the military; one Coast Guard, one Air Force, two Navy, and two Marine. Each graduating senior got a ride pin and we got to greet and speak to each of the cadettes. Mike Stupar, Indiana State Coordinator, thanked the cadette Commanders and presented the Marine liaison/instructor with an NVAR certificate. He also had thank you certificates for the Portage Police and Fire Department.
Also, I spoke to one of the Marines who run the ROTC program. He said, “Not all go into military, maybe a third, but all learn valuable, practical habits that help them in jobs and in life. In this program they learn to be on time, to do what they’re told, and to work hard to do their very best.” Basic life lessons can often make a difference between what job you will get and how far you will go in the that job. While gearing up for the next leg of our journey, the rain began again, with a vengeance.
Danny Bruce Memorial, Michigan City, IN
We staged for the ride to the memorial at the Harley/Honda parking lot where more bikes and cages joined the caravan to the memorial. Just before we were about to leave an orange rain cell passed overhead and dumped buckets of water on the bikes. The building fortunately had a large overhang and the two showrooms had lots of space for the majority of riders who took advantage of them to get warm. Many were following the storm’s movement on Doppler radar. We started to gear up just in time so they could ride as soon as the heavy rain eased up. Then the ride to the memorial was relatively dry from falling rain, just the splash from the soaked roads.
As always this memorial humbles and awakens us to the sacrifices made in war time. Danny Bruce, a mere nineteen years old, gave his life to save three of his brothers-in-arms. His sacrifice extended the wife widowed while still pregnant with their child and the baby born never having a chance to know its father. We are honored to stop here every year to ensure Danny Bruce, Marine, will never be forgotten. Mike Stupar presented certificates to the Police and Fire Chief who were our escorts to and from the Danny Bruce Memorial. An extra treat, while at the memorial, we learned one of the Fire Chiefs is a veteran from the Global War on Terror. We were able to take this moment to present him with a Freedom Medal.
The Wall Gang Clubhouse, Michigan City, IN
Last minute changes put Mike into high alert looking for anywhere he might find a facility large enough to host a dinner for the NVAR riders with all the day-riders and escorts. When HeadDog heard of Mike dilemma, he offered The Wall Gang’s clubhouse.
Not only was The Wall Gang more than willing to host us, but the women of The Wall Gang stepped up in a big way, on short notice, and made it happen. And “happen” it did. It was a great celebration of familiar faces, riders from past rides not able to go in 2025, even babies that had grown a year since we’d last seen them.
The Quilts of Valor organization joined us again this year, awarding eleven quilts to military veterans. What a colorful display as they all got together for a photo opp.
I spoke to HeadDog’s sister-in-law who expressed that The Wall Gang is more a family than anything else. Any place else one might have described the scene tonight as “old home week,” but with The Wall Gang, it was more like a family reunion.
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
2025 Ride Day Nine (Wednesday, May 21) IN State Coordinator: Dan Kuepker, aka Lugnut
OH State Coordinator: Tony Cunningham, aka Squirt
VFW Post 2536, Michigan City, IN
Hot coffee ready and waiting for us to arrive is the gold standard of hospitality, and they have it in spades. It was a party for breakfast. Good food, great people, and hot coffee.
Mike Stupar, Indiana State Coordinator, gave certificates of appreciation to our escorts, the cooks, the Post, and to our very special singer, “Pipes,” who again this year sang the National Anthem. We also heard from the State Senator, wishing us well on our journey to DC, honoring all veterans. This particular stop is very special to one resident of Michigan City and one of our riders. In 2010 Annie was three years old. Wayne gave her a balloon to play with. She traveled with NVAR to DC and frequently got balloons until he ran out. The next year Wayne carried more balloons so as not to run out. Fifteen years later, Annie is 18 and doesn’t play with balloons any longer, but the lasting friendship remains. They always look for each other when NVAR arrives in Michigan City. Danny Bruce’s sister was at breakfast. Leveraging from Jerry’s words at the memorial yesterday, she was a fitting reminder that life goes on and we live sheltered under the Freedoms that Danny, and others like him, gave their lives to preserve. This reminds me that a couple years ago the Freedom Rock had an image of the shadow of a soldier standing behind a girl holding a folded flag. Printed on the image was, “Tell them we gave our todays for their tomorrows.” Finally, we said goodbye to Mike & Kat Tipton, and Donna. They weren’t able to continue on this year but plan to go all the way in 2026. We will miss them, and Abbey will miss Abby and Diamond. Until next year…
Westville & West Central Schools Drive-Thru, Indiana
Let just call this KID’S DAY, first “Pipes” then Annie and now we get to go by three schools. The excitement level was not dampened by the drizzle nor the cold. The kids were out in force as well as the teachers and some parents on the outskirts of the school property. Hear the roar of the motorcycles, waving flags—small and large—and reaching out to slap the hand of a rider as they went by was all they wanted from us. We got so much more from them. Their enthusiasm was contagious. It’s encouraging to see so many kids appreciate what we do. Our mission is to foster that when they’re young so they will always appreciate veterans and the freedoms they secured for us today.
Departing the schools was an enormous flag suspended over the road as we rode out. Just the sight of it swells my national pride. Is it just me, or do flag grow bigger the farther east we ride?
Indiana Veterans Home, West Lafayette, IN
A light mist sprinkled us as we arrived and parked in the quad area. The vets and the lunch servers were indoors, which was a welcome respite for the riders. Lunch was again very tasty. As HeadDog was awarding certificates, he discovered the woman who cooked 60 pounds of hamburger for the sloppy joes. Everyone clapped in unison, a sort of standing ovation for a great lunch. No sooner did we walk through the doors than I saw a friend I’d spoken to in length last year, Joseph. Joseph is mostly none verbal, however he communicates through pre-loaded messages in his tablet. I’m not certain he remembered me at first, but then I showed him the picture I took of his last year with Wayne and Abbey and his face lite up. Abbey was in my lap and he immediately began to pet her. He pointed to the picture of Wayne as if to ask, “Where is he?” I pointed Wayne out to him and we took another photo of the three of them. The four of us had lunch together and he fed Abbey just like last year. My heart is full just thinking of Joseph. I wish I could go back for a longer visit someday.
AMVETS, Brookville, OH
After a challenging ride on the big city freeway interchanges, all I could say was, “Thank God it wasn’t raining on top of construction, fast vehicles, and lane changes.
Brookville was a welcome sight for three reasons. First and foremost, seeing friends from past years. Seeing more flags in one city than we’ve seen all across the country in total! And, driving through the streets, seeing people welcome us—coming out of their homes, standing on street corners with their kids and flags, and even the people in the cars stopped at intersections were waving. The welcome at Amvets was equally encouraging. To come around the corner and spy the second enormous flag of the day reminds me I’m in The Heartland of the country. The opening ceremonies, including a 21 gun salute were held outside since the misty damp was over and the day was drying out. As a result, we were able to eat in the patio area in the back. We ate there last year shaded from the heat. This year it worked equally as well shaded in the off chance that a sprinkle might pass overhead. The best news is, it wasn’t particularly windy. It’s a beautiful place to enjoy a picnic regardless of the weather. This Amvets’ Post is very fortunate to have a striking building in a lovely setting. The Brookville Fire Department had their hook and ladder truck out, extended to hold the estimated 15’ by 30’ flag. In the image below is the flag with the Ride of Pride, two spectacles in themselves. Together they really send a great message of the two upcoming national holidays: Memorial Day and Flag Day.
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
2025 Ride Day Ten (Thursday, May 22)
VFW Post 3288, Brookville, OH
I remembered there was one especially early morning from last year, but still I was surprised when Wayne said, set the alarm for 4:20. I did and we got up at 4:20. However, those that fixed us breakfast at the VFW Post were already hard at work making coffee and cooking our breakfast at that hour. All the riders, and police escorts, were very grateful. Thank you doesn’t begin to cover much we appreciate them and their dedication to support the ride to celebrate and promote awareness of all veterans.
We said goodbye to our Post 3288 friends and went out into the parking lot only to discover it was still dark. Now I know what O-dark-hundred looks like.
Chillicothe VA Medical Center, Chillicothe, OH
One hundred and one years ago—April 15, 1924—the Chillicothe Medical Facility was built on the grounds of Camp Sherman, a WWI training center, at the cost of $2.1 million (in 1924 dollars!). It was the first hospital operated by the Veterans’ Bureau. The surrounding camp has mostly fallen into disuse, but the Medical Facility is still thriving. There seemed to be a lot of construction going on in the back, so maybe there are plans to revive more of this historic location. Let’s hope so.
In spite of the cold some vets met us outdoors wrapped in blankets. This made it easy to find three vets who particularly needed a gift of a quilt. I wish we’d had more. The other group went into the hospital to visit with those who were unable to come outside. Every time I hear we’re regrouping in the parking lot, I’m surprised by how quickly the time has flown. I could have spent the whole day here.
Southeastern School, Chillicothe, OH
You can see the school from the gas stop and a mile away. I suppose they could see us—or hear us—from that distance also because they were all waiting for us as we drove up. The sidewalk was lined with older students and the young ones were lining the hallway with outstretched hands to slap our hands as we passed and cheering so loudly we could hear anything else. At one point, however, the kids began to chant U-S-A, U-S-A. We joined in and they were so excited. Their patriotism is only matched by their over-the-top enthusiasm. I loved it. The program they prepared for us was fun, exciting, colorful, and a tear-jerker. The tears fell freely as the littlest choir sang God Bless the USA. We joined in for the chorus and the auditorium shook with the sound. They also honored six of the graduating seniors who are going into the military upon graduation. They received a standing ovation from the NVAR riders. The lunch also was over-the-top. The teachers are always more than generous and cheerful as they feed our hungry crew. The students assisted and hosted the meal ensuring we had everything we needed. In truth, they pampered us. Thank you! The band played a medley of military theme music, accompanied by the flag and baton team (see pics below). Then, while we went through the lunch line, they got us moving with hip, upbeat music–they even had dance moves to go with it.
Certificates, hugs and tears were shared. This group is actually family to some of our riders, one in particular. We’re so glad this is on our agenda every year.
Louis Johnson VA Medical Center, Clarksburg, WV
One man a few of our members visited was a man named Mr. Paul McCue. They went on about his interesting and detailed remembrances of his military life, as well as so many other milestones he achieved. One of his many accomplishments was his contribution to the production and distribution of an award-winning movie called The Wereth Eleven. Wereth is a town in Belgium were eleven African-American men were executed during the Battle of the Bulge. Hermann Langer of Wereth uncovered the story. McCue and a few others brought the story to world-wide attention, giving some closure to the families and the appropriate honor to the veterans who unmercifully perished at the hands of the Nazis.
We gave quilts to Don and Dana, and visited with a few others. The only reason it was easier to leave was that it was their dinner hour and were headed into the dining hall when the doors opened. Otherwise we might have visited with them much longer. We also met and too a group photo around Mary Walker. Mary joined the service in 1955, her niece informed us. We later learned she was quite ill and only had a short time ahead of her. We made a point of thanking her for her service. I hope the knowledge of her life mean so much to so many will comfort her in her last days.
VFW Post 573, Clarksburg, WV
Rolling into West Virginia is like nothing else; it redefines the color green. (And I thought Ohio was green.) The people are equally authentic and welcoming. Post 573 is typical of this quality. They welcomed us with open arms. We were proud to have our group photo this year taken in front of the VFW Post 573 building. Although built in 1952, it was not their first location. This VFW Post is the oldest in West Virginia, beginning in 1921 with WWI veterans. That’s right, they celebrated their 100th year in operation four years ago! One hundred plus years seems to be a theme here in West Virginia…Chillicothe and Post 573.
There is sense of place that goes along with longevity, more than pride of ownership, it’s the connection of family, of history, of belonging. Interestingly we at NVAR call this stop the Family Gathering. This is our last dinner together since we on our own for meals in D.C., so we spend extra time with the men and women from Post 573. Eddie Shinn, West Virginia State Coordinator, presented certificates to the Post Commander, the Auxiliary, and the group who fixed our dinner. We appreciate them like family. They are the best!
OTHER NOTES
We had escorts almost completely from our morning’s breakfast until our evening’s dinner. We were especially grateful since we learned that two-thirds of the state’s police, sheriffs, and troopers we in Dayton to cover the NATO meetings being held there for the first time. But there wasn’t a two-thirds reduction in cars, so our escorts we had did a wonderful job keeping us safe and the other cars and trucks away. In addition, at its peek today, our group was a mile long on the freeway. The picture below only show the bikes, trikes, and bikes w/trailers. Behind the camera were 5 cars, the chase truck, and the Ride of Pride as well as more escorts.
We also gave two Freedom Medals today. One to the lead Police Officer of our escort at the Ohio Chillicothe Medical Center. The second was also to one of our escorts that picked us up at a gas stop just inside West Virginia and took us all the way to the Louis Johnson Medical Center. Freedom Medal celebrations are never an interruption, even if we’re running behind schedule. It’s a big part of why we ride. And the recipient is usually surprised by the appreciation. They may say, “Oh, I just did this…,” or “I just served for this time…,” but they are usually overwhelmed when our riders surround them and give them handshakes and hugs, repeating, “Welcome home, solider,” and “Thank you for your service.” You hear that once and it has an impact. But when men and women are standing in line to shake your hand and welcome you home, it often brings a tear to their eye. It’s one of my favorite things to do on the ride. To close this report, it’s only fitting to mention that certificates were awarded to many that provided a service to the ride. It reminded me of the dinner on Day 1 where we stood to introduce ourselves and say what our role is on the ride. We all had a role (some two or three). The only exceptions were the first time riders. Being a part of the ride is contagious, and contributing to the ride in some form only makes it more rewarding. As is fitting, the three standing ovations went to the heroes of the ride: the Road Guards and Tail Gunners, captained by JackWagon; our Ride Leader, HeadDog; and the Ride Coordinator, Jerry Conner. I would stand to applaud these men at every opportunity. Our safety and enjoyment of this 13-day experience is in their hands. I trust them implicitly.
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
2025 Ride Day Eleven (Friday, May 23) WV State Coordinator: Eddie Shinn
Rocky Gap Veterans Cemetery, Rocky Gap, MD
Just before getting on the freeway, we had an opportunity to award a Freedom Medal to a man at a gas station. Quite unexpectedly he was surrounded by some of our riders, awarded the medal and a pin for his wife (they have 3 kids), and was showered with hugs and handshakes. It was a touching moment for him, and as a result it meant even more to us. This is the reason for the Freedom Medals—to give them the recognition and welcome that some years ago didn’t get. Today, he certainly knows he’s appreciated for his service to our country.
Police led us out of the gas stop and onto the freeway in Bridgeport, in a perfect line.
The organizers of the memorial ceremony on the Rocky Gap side did a bang-up job. The community groups that put flags on all the gravesites—thousands of them—did a wonderful job. See all the flags flapping in the wind actually heightened the sense of patriotic fervor. They knew we only have about 40 minutes before we would need to leave again, so all the participants were ready to go when we arrived. It was the largest squad of wreath layers (~12) the whole trip, but this gave everyone a chance to be a part of a ceremony. It was beautiful. They laid the wreath, followed by rifle volleys, and then the somber atmosphere of taps. We saw people on several of the hills walking out to a particular spot on the mount. The actual wreath ceremony was over shortly, but the sense of loss for the vets who remain there, their contribution to the freedoms we enjoy today came at the cost they paid on our behalf. I was talking with a rider about the beauty of the location for this Rocky Gap Veterans Cemetery. If ever there was a place you would want to enjoy quiet reflection as you visit the site of a veteran, this certainly meets your needs.
VA Medical Center, Martinsburg, WV
It is so great to roll up into a spot and see the vets out in front waiting for us. I’m so grateful we have such a tightly timed agenda, so they know almost exactly when to come outside. It was a little windy so many of them had blankets around them. Three of them received a quilt or an afghan but all got pins and artwork or thank you notes from children across the country. The visits was too short. The warmth of the sun was no rival for the winds as they whipped across the open areas.
They served us lunch inside, and some of the vets came too. Jerry asked the volunteers who served us lunch their role in the preparation. Each received a rousing cheer for the different dishes they prepared. And we had a delicious lunch. On our way out of the facility, HeadDog led all the bikes, cars, chase truck, and Ride of Pride one loop around the grounds. In one building where the patients were not able to join us outside, they hung a sing in the windows thanking us for coming to visit.
Arrive in DC/Alexandria, Alexandria, VA
Our ride across the country was especially good this year, and the drive into DC was no exception. With all the police escorts in big city areas, and our highly skilled NVAR road guards, we stay in line the majority of the way across the country. Occasionally a car would cut in behind the Tail Gunner and the passenger would snap a few pictures, but on the whole, we stayed together as a group. Coming into DC we had a bit of a surprise. A six-lane road came to a halt in all lanes. A police arrived to get NVAR moved into the lane best suited for out destination. Like an angel, the police shortly evaporated into the crowd of vehicles, yet we pretty much stayed in line the whole way to our hotel. The only glitch was a car got in-between us just as we got off the freeway, so the vehicles had to stop at one red light about a block from the hotel. And that, I might add, is the first red light we’ve stopped at in eleven days.
OTHER NOTES
The team that gets us across the country safely: HeadDog who leads the pack, Double D, sets the pace for all that ride behind the missing man formation, the Road Guards that get us into and out of all sorts of places safely and intact, the Tail Gunners who drop off with anyone who needs to pull over for any reason, the Chase Truck driver(s) who were more than once called on to help out a stranded bike/rider, and a new roll we formalized this year, the Bike Doctor. I think I speak for everyone when I say, “THANK YOU!”
Another note I’d like to add. We have had so many police escorts I’m not sure I could count them all. Each time I speak to an officer, whether police, sheriff, trooper, highway patrol, etc. I hear a similar story. They signed up to be an officer to serve their community, to bring peace in clashes and order to large events, and always to protect their communities. Whether they call themselves peace officers, law enforcement, or some other title, I learned that they prefer days when they never have to unsecure their firearm. I think the shows on television and movies would demonstrate them as using their guns on a regular basis, but that is wildly exaggerated from the real world. In one sense, as first responders, they are not so different from those who volunteer for the military. The key difference is, they protect us on our home soil rather than overseas. A big shout out to our Law Enforcement officers.’
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
NVAR 2025 Day Twelve: (Saturday, May 24) D.C. Coordinator: Steve Moore, aka Headdog
Our trip into DC was interesting, as it always is. The increased number of motorcycles is a given. The cars, on the other hand, were all over the place. Does everyone work on the weekend now? The Wall was crowded even at the early hour. Parking wasn’t bad; we were allowed to park on the grassy areas around the Vietnam Memorial. Since we had extra time this year, we wandered around the Lincoln Memorial and Korean Memorial as well and the Wall of Poppies (memorializing the over 600,000 fallen soldiers in the 20th century). Also the sun was shinning so the Reflecting Pond in-between the Lincoln Memorial and the Washington Monument was sparkling, with the Capitol Building in the background. A brief intro to The Wall history: Maya Lin designed the wall in response to a contest. She even beat out her Yale instructor who gave her a B for her design in class. Maya’s design was initially thought to be too depressing, almost an insult to the veterans who died in Vietnam being dark and submerged in the ground. The controversy was resolved when it was agreed to add a statue of those who survived Vietnam, looking over their shoulders down at the wall of name. Today, the Vietnam Memorial is the most visited memorial world-wide, by far. It is said to have a positive impact on those with PTSD, and brings closure to friends and family members who have loved ones whose names are on the wall.
Accokeek Fire Department, Accokeek, MD
The ride out of D.C. broke up the pack but we all arrived in Accokeek—in three groups. Like the finale at the end of a fireworks show, Accokeek hosting us for lunch was over and above. They went all out and blessed our socks off. Clearly they enjoy us coming to see them, and we do so love to visit Accokeek. The visit started with a parade through town, ending at the Accokeek Volunteer Fire Department. And what I learned this year, since it’s a Volunteer Fire Department, the building in back of the first trucks is also used at time for a community center. The fact that it’s all volunteers, tells you something about the people. They’re committed, loyal, unselfish, and hardworking. These are people I always want to know, and get to know better. I’m looking forward to next year.
OTHER NOTES
I love the US flag. My favorite colors are red, white, and blue against a background of green, blue, and white. Today was the perfect day to capture images of flags. But for the purpose of this blog—and the fact that I had some extra time today—I’ve put together my favorite images of flags, one from each state NVAR has traveled through. (Virgina’s picture is from last’s visit to the National Cemetery since we don’t go there until tomorrow.) I hope you enjoy the varied collection of pictures from a row of Patriot Guards welcoming us to Nevada, to a dog tag flag in front of the Lincoln Memorial. Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
2025 National Veterans Awareness Ride
(2025 EPILOGUE)
Brad Clemmons Memorial Wreath Laying, Arlington National Cemetery, VA
We traveled to the Arlington National Cemetery, arriving just as they were opening. We easily stayed together during the ride since it was early, and the parking was rather straightforward for a national monument on the Memorial Day weekend. Fortunately we were able to get one car into the cemetery so we again had a shuttle driver to get all of us to the gravesite.
We went directly to Brad Clemmens’ gravesite. This was a very special moment for all of us. Dave and his grandson, Brad’s son, laid the wreath. One of our members played taps, and Dave concluded our time around the gravesite by telling us a little bit about his son Brad.
Tomb of the Unknown Soldier Wreath Laying, Arlington National Cemetery, VA
Then we took a tramp to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. On this day, only the fourth time they’ve ever diverted from the traditional wreath laying ceremonies, we were each allowed to pass in front of the tomb and lay a single flower on one of the three grave stones flush with the plaza floor in front of the sarcophagus. Some of the veterans in our group also saluted as they passed.
Air & Space Museum, Virginia
Although I was not at the museum, I reviewed the photos from Robert, our groups unofficial photo journalist, and selected a few for you to get a glimpse of what the museum is like.
This museum is located south of D.C. near Dulles Airport (not the Smithsonian Air & Space). Due to the size of the hanger, there is an impressive collection of large, in-tact, antique airplanes. I’ll add this to my bucket lit for my next trip to D.C.
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
All along the trip to D.C., Robert Talbert was a bold photographer who got into position for unique views of our events with his high-end camera, many were perspective I didn’t capture on my phone. I have been selecting photos from his collection each day and including them in the daily sit rep posts. I want to thank Robert and give him credit for his valuable contribution to the NVAR Sit Reps. Some of his additional photos that I didn’t include yesterday are included after the Air & Space Museum photos. The final photo in this gallery is of our fearless leader, HeadDog as he led the remaining group back to Brookville and on the Michigan City on Tuesday. Some will drop off at their home along the way, others will continue on to there home farther away. But all of us will miss the fellowship of the ride. JackWagon mentioned a few days ago, on his first ride to D.C. he returned home, exited the freeway and a mile or so later realized he had blown through all the stop signs and red lights (safely, I’m glad to report). I will admit it is exciting to run red lights with police escorts, even ride on the left side of the road through an intersection in Illinois–legally. But take caution, don’t let it become a habit. Instead, sign up for NVAR 2026 ride and you again can look forward to all the police escorts. This is the close of the official NVAR ride for 2025.
At ease. Stand down. Job well done. Mission accomplished. When you feel the need to connect with a veteran in-between now and next year’s ride, stop by a local Veterans Home or Hospital and…
Thank a veteran today,
Thank you - Libby Worden - Sitrep Admin
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