jgweed
May 29 2006, 07:40 AM
QUOTE
IN FLANDERS FIELDS the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
Exspider
May 29 2006, 08:28 AM
Thanks for posting that igweed. Seems to be just another 3 day weekend for most people, but some of us will never forget.
QUOTE
You have never lived until you have almost died. For those who have fought for it, life has a special flavor the protected will never know.
Not sure who made that quote, but it's right on the mark.
Scarlett
May 29 2006, 09:05 AM
America Unites in Remembrance* The National Moment of Remembrance at 3 PM local time on Memorial Day;
QUOTE
“ Last Monday in May”©
By John T. Bird
We pause to remember those who died
With so much courage, so much pride
They’ll never come back, yet memories endure
To remind us of freedom: fragile, pure
We’re worthy of their sacrifice if we pause each day
Not just on the last Monday in May
©John T. Bird, copyright 2006
rigel
May 29 2006, 12:15 PM
Remembering those who fought for my freedoms - and those who still stand the watch.
In honor of my dad, and brother-in-law.
In memory of my grandfather.
In honor of 20th Fighter Wing, Shaw AFB.
In honor of the 1st Combat Trainning Brigade, Ft. Jackson.
In honor of 437th and 315th Airlift wings, Charleston Air Base.
In honor of 169th Fighter Wing, McEntire ANG.
"These colors don't run..."
rigel
Exspider
May 29 2006, 07:30 PM
John Kerry didn't write this. It comes from the heart of somebody that is a true hero.
Proud Thanks by Russ Vaughn
Across the world, in far off lands,
On heaving seas, on desert sands,
You serve our flag, you guard, you fight,
Make despots quake and fear our might.
You show the world a fearsome face,
But do it with a noble grace.
The same steel fists that man the guns,
Unfold in kindness to little ones.
How can you warriors fight through the night,
Then hand out food when comes the light?
Unlike other armies, you American G.I.’s
Are not viewed with fear by civilian eyes.
Other nations see this and are amazed
Not us, we know it’s how you’re raised.
Wherever you serve, the world can see,
You’re the fine result of our democracy.
On this day of grace we send our prayer,
And give proud thanks to you everywhere.
Russ Vaughn
2d Bn, 327th Parachute Infantry Regiment
101st Airborne Division
Vietnam 65-66
