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Sunday, November 18, 2007

Not all the brave leave the 'home of the brave' to enter battle; some are required to be the brave of the home .




















These guys deserve our love, our hugs and most powerfully, our prayers.
























'Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us. Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need. Amen.'


There are thousands of men and women who are overseas and don't receive support from anyone back home. You don't have to support the war in order to share some love.


"Stand up America because our Troops need you! They need to know YOU will not forget them. AdoptAPlatoon has a Service Member you can call your own ... A Service Member to whom you can send uplifting words of praise in cards and letters and a brave American Service Member you can call your hero. Please sign up today by clicking on the "Application" tab in the top menu of our website – http://www.adoptaplatoon.org/. For Troop mail safety all applications go through an approval process. Please sign up today and be among those who can truly say they STAND BEHIND AN AMERICAN HERO!" - a note from the people behind AdoptAPlatoon

Saturday, November 17, 2007

amen!



Dear Lord:
Thank you for bringing me to Timmy's house and not to Michael Vic's

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Veterans Day - November 11

Some veterans bear visible signs of their service: a missing limb, a jagged scar, a certain look in the eye. Others may carry the evidence inside them: a pin holding a bone together, a piece of shrapnel in the leg - or perhaps another sort of inner steel: the soul's ally forged in the refinery of adversity. Except in parades, however, the men and women who have kept America safe wear no badge or emblem. You can't tell a vet just by looking.

What is a vet? He is the cop on the beat who spent six months in Saudi Arabia sweating two gallons a day making sure the armored personnel carriers didn't run out of fuel. He is the bar-room loud mouth, dumber than five wooden planks, whose overgrown frat-boy behavior is outweighed a hundred times in the cosmic scales by four hours of exquisite bravery near the 38th parallel. She - or he - is the nurse who fought against futility and went to sleep sobbing every night for two solid years in DaNang. He is the POW who went away one person and came back another - or didn't come back AT ALL. He is the Quantico drill instructor that has never seen combat - but has saved countless lives by turning slouchy, no-account rednecks and gang members into Marines, and teaching them to watch each other's backs. He is the parade - riding Legionnaire who pins on his ribbons and medals with a prosthetic hand. He is the career quartermaster who watches the ribbons and medals pass him by. He is the three anonymous heroes in The Tomb Of The Unknowns, whose presence at the Arlington National Cemetery must forever preserve the memory of all the anonymous heroes whose valor dies unrecognized with them on the battlefield or in the ocean's sunless deep. He is the old guy bagging groceries at the supermarket - palsied now and aggravatingly slow - who helped liberate a Nazi death camp and who wishes all day long that his wife were still alive to hold him when the nightmares come. He is an ordinary and yet an extraordinary human being, a person who offered some of his life's most vital years in the service of his country, and who sacrificed his ambitions so others would not have to sacrifice theirs. He is a soldier and a savior and a sword against the darkness, and he is nothing more than the finest, greatest testimony on behalf of the finest, greatest nation ever known.

So remember, each time you see someone who has served our country, just lean over and say Thank You. That's all most people need, and in most cases it will mean more than any medals they could have been awarded or were awarded. Two little words that mean a lot, "THANK YOU".

Remember November 11th is Veterans Day

"It is the soldier, not the reporter, Who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet, Who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer, Who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier, Who salutes the flag, Who serves beneath the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag, Who allows the protester to burn the flag." -- Father Denis Edward O'Brien,USMC

Thank you Grandpa, RIP, Dad and Shawn.