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Vera's blog: "Patriotic"

created on 12/23/2008  |  http://fubar.com/patriotic/b267415

Memorial Day

MEMORIAL DAY 

 

 
 
 
 


 

  

 
 


 
 


 
 


 
 
 
 


 
 
 
 
  


 
 

  



 
 
 
 
 

  
Keep it 
 moving, please, even if you've seen it before.


It is the
 
VETERAN, 
 not the preacher,
 
who has given us freedom of religion. 
 
 It is 
 the
 VETERAN, 
 not the reporter, 
who has given us freedom of the press.

 It is 
 the
 VETERAN, 
 not the poet, 
 who has given us freedom of speech.
 
It is 
 the
 VETERAN, 
 not the campus organizer, 
 who has given us freedom to assemble. 

   
It is 
 the
 VETERAN, 
 not the lawyer, 
 who has given us the right to a fair trial. 

 

 It is 
 the
 VETERAN, 
 not the politician, 
 Who has given us the right to vote.
 
 

 

 

 
 
 

 It is the
 
 VETERAN
 who 
 salutes the Flag,
 
 

 

 
 
 
 
 

 It is 
 the
 
 VETERAN
who serves 
 under the Flag,
 

 
ETERNAL 
 REST GRANT THEM O LORD, AND LET PERPETUAL LIGHT SHINE UPON 
 THEM.
 

 
 
God 
 Bless them all!!!
  

Best Bumper Sticker EVER

Best Bumper Sticker--keep it going

 
Let's spread this one around the United States 
two or three times!!!!!!

 
AMEN TO THIS ONE!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm proud to send this one!

I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO THE FLAG, OF THE
 
UNITED STATES
OF AMERICA, AND TO THE REPUBLIC, FOR WHICH IT STANDS,
ONE NATION UNDER
GOD , INDIVISIBLE, WITH   LIBERTY
AND JUSTICE FOR ALL!

I was asked to send this on if I agree or delete if I don't.
It is said that 86% of Americans believe in God. Therefore
I have a very hard time understanding why there is such
a problem in having "In God! We Trust" on our money and
having "God" in the Pledge of Allegiance. Why don't we just
tell the 14% to Shut Up and BE QUIET!!!

If you agree, pass this on, if not delete.

I AGREE !!!!


"God Bless America"
 
PLEASE KEEP IT GOING!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Pass 'em on please

Minorities

Minorities

We need to show more sympathy for these people.

   * They travel miles in the heat..

   * They risk their lives crossing a border.

   * They don't get paid enough wages..

   * They do jobs that others won't do or are afraid to do.

   * They live in crowded conditions among a people who speak a different language.

   * They rarely see their families, and they face adversity all day ~ every day.

I'm not talking about the damned illegal Mexicans ~  

 

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 I'm talking about our troops!

 Doesn't it seem strange that many Democrats and Republicans are willing to lavish all kinds of social benefits on illegal's, but don't support our troops.

Share this one with family and friends.

This is worth the short time it takes to read it.

 

CURRENT AND PAST......ALL TO KEEP US FREE!!!!

Poem Worth Reading

A Poem Worth Reading

He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the RSL,
Telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.

And 'tho sometimes to his neighbours
His tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly
For they knew where of he spoke.

But we'll hear his tales no longer,
For ol' Bob has passed away,
And the world's a little poorer
For a Soldier died today.

He won't be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife..
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won't note his passing,
'Tho a Soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth,
Their bodies lie in state,
While thousands note their passing,
And proclaim that they were great.

Papers tell of their life stories
>From the time that they were young
But the passing of a Soldier
Goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution
To the welfare of our land,
Some jerk who breaks his promise
And cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow
Who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country
And offers up his life?

The politician's stipend
And the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate,
To the service that he gives.

While the ordinary Soldier,
Who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal
And perhaps a pension, small.

It's so easy to forget them,
For it is so many times
That our Bobs and Jims and Johnnys,
Went to battle, but we know,

It is not the politicians
With their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom
That our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger,
With your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out,
With his ever waffling stand?

Or would you want a Soldier--
His home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Soldier,
Who would fight until the end.

He was just a common Soldier,
And his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us
We may need his like again.

For when countries are in conflict,
We find the Soldier's part
Is to clean up all the troubles
That the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honour
While he's here to hear the praise,
Then at least let's give him homage
At the ending of his days..

Perhaps just a simple headline
In the paper that might say:
"OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING,
A SOLDIER DIED TODAY."

 

Pass On The Patriotism!
YOU can make a difference

A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank cheque made payable to 'Australia', 'New Zealand', 'Canada', 'Great Britain, 'The United States' or any other God fearing country for an amount "up to and including my life".

That is Honour, and there are way too many people in this WORLD who no longer understand it.

Cemetery Escort Duty

I have seen this on numerous occasions. Every time I read it, it makes me cry. To all of those who have served or are currently serving our country, thank you, once again, for all you have sacrificed to allow us to enjoy the rights we have. You will never be forgotten by me.

 

I just wanted to get the day over with and go down to Smokey's.  Sneaking a look at my watch, I saw the time, 1655.  Five minutes to go before the cemetery gates are closed for the day.  Full dress uniform was hot in the August sun.   Oklahoma summertime was as bad as ever--the heat and humidity at the same level--both too high.

I saw the car pull into the drive, '69 or '70 model Cadillac Deville, looked factory-new.  It pulled into the parking lot at a snail's pace.  An old woman got out so slow I thought she was paralyzed; she had a cane and a sheaf of flowers--about four or five bunches as best I could tell.

I couldn't help myself.  The thought came unwanted, and left a slightly bitter taste:  'She's going to spend an hour, and for this old Marine, my hip hurts like hell and I'm ready to get out of here right now!'  But for this day, my duty was to assist anyone coming in.
 Kevin would lock the 'In' gate and if I could hurry the old biddy along, we might make it to Smokey's in time.

I broke post attention.  My hip made gritty noises when I took the first step and the pain went up a notch.  I must have made a real military sight:  middle-aged man with a small pot gut and half a limp, in Marine full-dress uniform, which had lost its razor crease about thirty minutes after I began the watch at the cemetery.

I stopped in front of her, halfway up the walk.  She looked up at me with an old woman's squint.

'Ma'am,may I assist you in any way?'
 She took long enough to answer.
 'Yes, son.  Can you carry these flowers?  I seem to be moving a tad slow these days.'

'My pleasure, ma'am.'  Well, it wasn't too much of a lie.

She looked again.  'Marine, where were you stationed?'

'Vietnam, ma'am.  '69 to '71.'

She looked at me closer.  'Wounded in action, I see.  Well done, Marine.  I'll be as quick as I can.'

I lied a little bigger:  'No hurry, ma'am.'

She smiled and winked at me.  'Son, I'm 85-years-old and I can tell a lie from a long way off. Let's get this done.  Might be the last time I can do this.  My name's Joanne Wieserman, and I've a few Marines I'd like to see one more time.'

'Yes, ma 'am.  At your service.'

She headed for the World War I section, stopping at a stone.  She picked one of the flowers out of my arm and laid it on top of the stone.  She murmured something I couldn't quite make out. The name on the marble was Donald S. Davidson, USMC: France 1918.

She turned away and made a straight line for the World War II section, stopping at one stone.  I saw a tear slowly tracking its way down her cheek.  She put a bunch on a stone; the name was Stephen X.Davidson, USMC, 1943.

She went up the row a ways and laid another bunch on a stone, Stanley J. Wieserman, USMC, 1944.

She paused for a second.  'Two more, son, and we'll be done'

I almost didn't say anything, but, 'Yes, ma'am.  Take your time.'

She looked confused 'Where's the Vietnam section, son?  I seem to have lost my way.'

I pointed with my chin.  'That way, ma'am.'
 'Oh!' she chuckled quietly.  'Son, me and old age ain't too friendly.

She headed down the walk I'd pointed at.  She stopped at a couple of stones before she found the ones she wanted.  She placed a bunch on Larry Wieserman, USMC, 1968, and the last on Darrel Wieserman, USMC, 1970.  She stood there and murmured a few words I still couldn't make out.

'OK, son, I'm finished.  Get me back to my car and you can go home.'

Yes, ma'am.  If I may ask, were those your kinfolk?

She paused. 'Yes, Donald Davidson was my father, Stephen was my uncle,  Stanley was my husband, Larry and Darrel were our sons.  All killed in action, all Marines.'

She stopped.  Whether she had finished, or couldn't finish, I don't know.  She made her way to her car, slowly and painfully.
I waited for a polite distance to come between us and then double-timed it over to Kevin, waiting by the car.
'Get to the 'Out' gate quick.  I have something I've got to do.'

Kevin started to say something, but saw the look I gave him.  He broke the rules to get us there down the service road.  We beat her.  She hadn't made it around the rotunda yet.

'Kevin, stand at attention next to the gatepost.  Follow my lead.'  I humped it across the drive to the other post.

When the Cadillac came puttering around from the hedges and began the short straight traverse to the gate, I called in my best Gunny's voice:  'TehenHut!  Present Haaaarms!'

I have to hand it to Kevin; he never blinked an eye--full dress attention and a salute that would make his DriIl Instructor proud. 
She drove through that gate with two old worn-out Marines giving her a send-off she deserved, for service rendered to her country, and for knowing duty, honor and sacrifice.


I am not sure, but I think I saw a salute returned from that Cadillac.

Instead of 'The End,' just think of 'Taps.'

As a final thought on my part, let me share a favorite prayer: 'Lord, keep our servicemen and women safe, whether they serve at home or overseas.  Hold them in your loving hands and protect them as they protect us.'


'In God We Trust.' 


If we ever forget that we're one nation under God, then we will be a nation gone under!

Let's Say Thanks

XEROX IS DOING SOMETHING COOL - WITH YOUR HELP


If you go to this web site, www.LetsSayThanks.com you can pick out a thank you card and Xerox will print it and it will be sent to a soldier that is currently serving in  Iraq . You can't pick out who gets it, but it will go to a member of the armed services.

How AMAZING it would be if we could get everyone we know to send one!!! It is FREE and it only takes a second.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if the soldiers received a bunch of these? Whether you are for or against the war, our soldiers over there need to know we are behind them.

This takes just 10 seconds and it's a wonderful way to say thank you. Please take the time and please take the time to pass it on for others to do. We can never say enough thank you's. 

Thanks for taking time to support our military!

WHEN A SOLDIER COMES HOME
This email is being circulated around the world - please keep it going
 


When a soldier comes home, he finds it hard....
 
...to listen to his son whine about being bored.   


.....to keep a straight face when people complain about potholes
  


            to be tolerant of people who complain about the hassle of getting ready for work.   


....to be understanding when a co-worker complains about a bad night's sleep.
 


...to be silent when people pray to God for a new car
.   


.....to control his panic when his wife tells him he needs to drive slower. 
  


...to be compassionate when a businessman expresses a fear of flying.
   



.....to keep from laughing when anxious parents say they're afraid to 
  
 send their kids off to summer camp.    



.....to keep from ridiculing someone who complains about hot weather.
   



.....to control his frustration when a colleague gripes about his coffee being cold.
   
   


.....to remain calm when his daughter complains about having to walk the dog. 
  



......to be civil to people who complain about their jobs.
     



......to just walk away when someone says they only get two weeks of vacation a year.
   



.....to be forgiving when someone says how hard it is to have a new baby in the house. 


The only thing harder than being a Soldier...
  

  
Is loving one.
   


 

Flagpole Issues

SPECIAL EDITION, Dec 4, 2009
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Legion to support WWII veteran's fight for flagpole. `We will pay his legal
bills if necessary,' says National Commander.

WASHINGTON – The American Legion has joined the fight being waged by a Medal of
Honor recipient against a Virginia homeowner association's demands to remove a
flagpole. Col. Van Barfoot, 90, a World War II and Vietnam veteran, was ordered
by the Sussex Square Homeowner's Assocation to remove the flag pole from his
front lawn after he flew the U.S. Flag on Labor Day and Veterans Day. The
association is claiming that the flag pole is not "aesthetically appropriate."

"The association underestimated the fight left in this elderly veteran and now
they have to contend with the determination and persistence of Col. Barfoot's
2.5 million friends in The American Legion," said National Commander Clarence E.
Hill. "Col. Barfoot has hired legal counsel. The American Legion is prepared to
help with the expenses and fight these disgraceful actions by the association.
Where is the common sense here? Is this anyway to treat any American, much less
a true hero like Col Barfoot?"

To read more about Col. Barfoot's battle to display his flag, and to comment on
the story, click here.

Stay connected to the latest on this issue at www.legion.org.

Bill Sloan, Internal Affairs and Membership, The American Legion 317-630-1200
legionriders@legion.org

Gun Free Zone

Another "Gun Free Zone" Tragedy

Apparently it’s not enough for our government that the heroes in America’s armed forces risk their lives overseas defending our freedom.

These days, our soldiers aren't even safe here at home stationed on secure military bases.

On November 5th, a lone gunman murdered 13 fully-trained, ready to deploy soldiers, and wounded 29 more, in the most shocking terrorist attack on American soil since 9/11.

How was Nidal Hasan, a psychologist, able to take down so many trained soldiers?  Because the government thinks its better to keep it’s armed service members unarmed . . .

That’s right.  Our military men and woman are banned from carrying the weapons they are trained and trusted to use in the heat of combat.

President Clinton authored this asinine policy back in 1993 when he declared all military bases “Gun Free Zones.”

As you know, “Gun Free Zones” do nothing but assure criminals, and now terrorists, that they will find unarmed victims defenseless against a homicidal rampage.

Maybe I’m crazy, but I’d rather the soldiers delivered a barrage of bullets to end Hasan’s attack the second he opened fire.

I’d rather Hasan was dead and the heroes he murdered were still alive.

But because of Clinton’s ingenious policy of an unarmed armed forces, this psychopath methodically executed soldier after soldier before a local traffic cop could arrive on the scene.

If we didn't have “Gun Free Zones” and our armed forces were . . . I don't know . . . ARMED, Nadir Hasan would have met bullets instead of bodies.

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