This morning as I was driving back from dropping Justice off at school, I couldn't help but think about the fact that Yasser Arafat will have a grand funeral, he will lie in state, he will inspire wailing in the streets...and he was a terrorist. Yet, in America today approximately 1,400 WWII vets will die and will be quietly grieved by a few or maybe none...and they were heroes.
Freedom Isn't Free -author unknown
I watched the flag pass by one day,
It fluttered in the breeze.
A young Marine saluted it,
And then he stood at ease.
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud,
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He’d stood out in any crowd.
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil
How many mothers’ tears.
How many pilots’ planes shot down?
How many died at sea
How many foxholes were soldiers’ graves?
No, freedom isn’t free.
I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was still,
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant “Amen,”
When a flag had draped a coffin,
Of a brother or a friend.
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington,
No, freedom isn’t free.
Enjoy Your Freedom
and God Bless Our Troops.
No politics today, no divisiveness...Just a very heartfelt thank you to all the men and women that have said goodbye to family and friends to fight on our behalf. ...and to the family and friends of those who never returned...
A special thanks to all the vets that visit this site!
92Alpha, 91Ghost, Free0352, CigaretteSmokingManFromtheX-Files, G-Man, ThisWe'llDefend, Mr. Nimbus, The Oracle, Paul (and my Pop & ~jen~'s hubsand S !)
Also, Redleg is back in Afghanistan & Keystone Soldier's son recently left for Iraq...keep them in your prayers... & Shon, I hope your NOT on your way back to Afghanistan, and CBFTW --I hope your on your way home!
"It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace--but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!"
--Patrick Henry March 23,1775