Soldiers Stories
Below are a number of real stories from the people we are helping. If you would like to donate to fishing for heroes please click here for more information.
C’s Story
It is only 8 months since I came across Fishing For Heroes and in that time my life has changed immeasurably. The initial training was first class and the continued support has been extremely encouraging. I find fishing both restful and exciting in one and can lose myself for hours on the water’s edge. It gives me something to look forward to and makes the times I am not fishing pleasurable. … Continue Reading →
Ken C
Hi, my name is Ken, I’m a 55 year old Falklands Vet who has Combat Realated Post Traumatic Stress Disorder or CR-PTSD. What’s my story? It’s the same as far too many others and those looking at this site already know it, or a personal version of it. I came across Fishing for Heroes in September 2009. Fishing For Heroes is not so much about what PTSD is, but more … Continue Reading →
Wesley Hodges and Jacob Goodine
In summer 2011, we took these two veterans from our US-based sister charity Project Healing Waters on a tour of southern English fly fisheries. Wesley was a sniper. They said Jacob would not walk again. Like Fishing For Heroes, Project Healing Waters is dedicated to the physical and emotional rehabilitation of disabled active military service personnel and veterans through fly fishing and fly tying education and outings. Watch this extraordinary film … Continue Reading →
Lofty: my story
After 15 years of service I left the forces in 2005, armourer by trade, id specialised in EOD. I’d had various detachments and visited many parts of the world. In 2003 I part in OP TELIC, I only spent 5 months in theatre, but after about a month I was involved in an incident after about a month there near the border at Safwan. After about 5 months I left … Continue Reading →
Soldier ‘A.S.’
I joined the army in 1975 as a boy soldier I thought I had found a lifestyle that fit me like a glove. It was not untill years later that my daughter told me I was a cliche, I had come from what would now be called a disfunctional family, my father was an alchoholic and my mother well lets just not go there. Once passed training I was encouraged … Continue Reading →