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In 1942, Dole joined the United States Army's Enlisted Reserve Corps to fight in World War II, becoming a second lieutenant in the Army's 10th Mountain Division. In April 1945, while engaged in combat near Castel d'Aiano in the Apennine mountains southwest of Bologna, Italy, Dole was seriously wounded by a German shell that struck his upper back and right arm, shattering his collarbone and part of his spine. "I lay face down in the dirt," Dole said. "I could not see or move my arms. I thought they were missing." As Lee Sandlin describes, when fellow soldiers saw the extent of his injuries, they believed all they could do was "give him the largest dose of morphine they dared and write an 'M' for 'morphine' on his forehead in his own blood, so that nobody else who found him would give him a second, fatal dose."[12]

Dole was paralyzed from the neck down and transported to a military hospital near Kansas, expected to die. Suffering blood clots, a life-threatening infection and a fever of almost 109 degrees; after large doses of penicillin were not successful, he overcame the infection with the administration of streptomycin, which at the time was still an experimental drug.[13] He remained despondent, "not ready to accept the fact that my life would be changed forever". He was encouraged to see Hampar Kelikian, an orthopedist in Chicago who had been working with veterans returning from war. Although during their first meeting Kelikian told Dole that he would never be able to recover fully, the encounter changed Dole's outlook on life, who years later wrote of Kelikian, a survivor of the Armenian genocide, "Kelikian inspired me to focus on what I had left and what I could do with it, rather than complaining what had been lost." Dr. K, as Dole later came to affectionately call him, operated on him seven times, free of charge, and had, in Dole's words, "an impact on my life second only to my family".[14]

Dole recovered from his wounds at the Percy Jones Army Hospital. This complex of federal buildings, no longer a hospital, is now named Hart-Dole-Inouye Federal Center in honor of three patients who became United States Senators: Dole, Philip Hart and Daniel Inouye. Dole was decorated three times, receiving two Purple Hearts for his injuries, and the Bronze Star with "V" Device for valor for his attempt to assist a downed radioman. The injuries left him with limited mobility in his right arm and numbness in his left arm. He minimized the effect in public by keeping a pen in his right hand, and learned to write with his left hand.[15] In 1947, he was medically discharged from the Army as a captain.[citation needed]
 
I 'll always remember him for "You Know It, I Know It and the Amercian People Know It." RIP
 
When Elizabeth Dole was an NC Senator, she had office space in the same building as my company. Very small building/space in Hendersonville.

Came back from lunch one day and Bob just popped his head in our door to say hello. Seemed a very genuine man.
 
I met Senator Dole once in Raleigh when his wife was NC Senator. We took some scouts to Raleigh for some sort of merit badge work and museum tours and such and she was in her office but was unavailable. Mr Dole was there and more than happy to come out and speak to us. Really nice down to earth guy from what I remember of that short 10 minute interaction with him. This was in 2003 or 2004 as I was an adult leader then. I won’t ever forget him telling the lady that worked for his wife he would come talk to us instead of Mrs Dole by saying that he had nothing better to do than to talk to the youth of today because they are the future of tomorrow. I also laugh now when one kid asked him what the best part of politics was he said, getting out.
 
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I met him at a senate office elevator many years ago. A nice man and very polite, no elitest vibe to him. I voted for him in 96.
 
Ultimately he was part of the problem.
What problem?

I dont know much about him, remember him running and having the right arm in a fixed position, but was too young to understand, or care about, politics.
Condolences to his family, friends, loved ones.
 
Dole; Alright young man, what are your plans for the future?
Carl; I'm gonna move to Missouri and have a pond.
Dole; 😐

Lol! I was just trying to leverage my big brain into a ticket outta where I was. Ended up doing it the hard way instead & enlisted in the Army.
 
Bob Dole was an honorable man who happily wasted presidential opportunities by approaching them as participation trophies. He lost with grace and dignity, believing that it was achievement enough to just be buddies with those who stripped us of Liberty every chance they were presented with. He had no fight left in him for the D.C. battlefield, and we paid dearly for his comfy career of choosing on our behalf to just be an amiable insider. I hope he had a pleasant time.

RIP Bob.
 
I'm still friends with, and I used to be very tight buddies with Elizabeth Dole's niece and said niece's husband. Robert and Elizabeth Dole were lovely people. And go-along-to-get-along Swampers.

Part. Of. The. Problem.
 
Sen. Jesse Helms nominated me for the Naval Academy. Not going was a HUGE blessing in disguise.
Dunno about a blessing, but my academics were a hair shy of their incoming averages & with weak extra curriculars, I said fuggit & didn't bother applying. My BC, a couple years later, wanted to backdoor me into West Point through their prep school program & like a dumbass, drug my feet till I was too old.
 
Dunno about a blessing, but my academics were a hair shy of their incoming averages & with weak extra curriculars, I said fuggit & didn't bother applying. My BC, a couple years later, wanted to backdoor me into West Point through their prep school program & like a dumbass, drug my feet till I was too old.

By end of my first week in college, having blown off all my 8:00 and 9:00 classes, hungover every morning, I appreciated the reality of going to a normal college afforded. Plus, even liberal arts majors had to take quite a bit of engineering, and a guy I knew who went to a different high school who did go to Annapolis graduated in the bottom 10%. And he scored perfect on the math part of the SAT. No, for me it was definitely a blessing.
 
By end of my first week in college, having blown off all my 8:00 and 9:00 classes, hungover every morning, I appreciated the reality of going to a normal college afforded. Plus, even liberal arts majors had to take quite a bit of engineering, and a guy I knew who went to a different high school who did go to Annapolis graduated in the bottom 10%. And he scored perfect on the math part of the SAT. No, for me it was definitely a blessing.

Yep. My fear of rejection/failure was firmly based in reality on that one- I suck at math & wasn't ready for college till I was pushing 30.
 
Former Republican Senator Bob Dole, who passed away this week at the age of 98, included in his farewell letter a playful jab at the Democratic Party.

"As I make the final walk on my life’s journey, I do so without fear. Because I know that I will, again, not be walking alone," Dole said in a farewell letter that was read by his daughter Robin at his funeral in Washington, D.C. on Friday. "I know that God will be walking with me," the late senator wrote. "I also confess that I’m a bit curious to learn and find if I am correct in thinking that heaven will look a lot like Kansas and to see, like others who have gone before me, if I will still be able to vote in Chicago."


🤣🤣🤣
 
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