Gold Star father promoted

| June 8, 2011

Bill Krisoff lost his son, Nathan, in the war against terror and his immediate reaction was to petition President Bush for a commission as a Navy doctor at the age of 60.

Here’s an article from 2007 when he was first commissioned;

In August, the surgeon seized an opportunity when he and his wife, Christine, were invited to meet President Bush in Reno along with the families of other fallen soldiers from the area.

“He asked if there was anything he could do,” Krissoff said. “I said, ‘Well, there is one thing. I’d like to join the Navy Medical Corps. Is there any way you could help me with this process?’ And Karl Rove was in the room and he asked me to fax my papers to him in the White House.”

Within days, Krissoff received a call from Navy Medical recruiter Lt. Cmdr. Ken Hopkins, who said Krissoff had been granted an age waiver and had a stack of papers to sign to become a military doctor.

Thanks to BooRadley for the video.

Category: Real Soldiers

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DaveO

Thanks Boo and Jonn for the daily dose of Awesome!

GruntSgt

Made my day…Outstanding!

BooRadley

Man, I thought that was awesome. What a great family.

YatYas

Thanks for the update on this family.

olga

great!

NotSoOldMarine

This is so cool. I hear stuff like this and I feel like maybe, just maybe, this country isn’t totally screwed.

Operator Dan

FMF Pin, ACM, and ICM. Good to go sir.

Spockgirl

Truly inspirational.

Now… this is the kind of guy that SHOULD be invited to speak at schools…

Doc Bailey

no matter how people try to demoralize us there are always men and women willing to step forward when there is need

Don Carl

In late 2002 I was working when a a man in Navy Khaki’s came in. Having spent 4 years in NJROTC I made note of a few things really quickly. Like, no Surface Warfare Badge, and that he was the oldest LTJG I had ever seen. So, nosy little bastard that I am, I asked. “Excuse me, Lieutenant, can I ask how old you are?” What followed made my day, and restored my faith in humanity.
He smiled and said “I get that a lot.” He went on to explain he was a surgeon who had closed his practice September 11th,2001 and driven to the closest recruiting office, having a profound need to serve his country. I was proud to have met him, and told him so. Now, I am ashamed I can’t remember his name.