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| I heard this yesterday and thought it was worth repeating. Honoring Our Troops Friday , November 10, 2006 By Neil Cavuto They don't make much money. They don't make much fuss. They don't badger, or whine. They don't mope or moan. They are the subject of nasty debate, but never get nasty themselves. Not a one shouts back. Not a one even answers back. Each just does his or her job — quietly, confidently, bravely. Their work conditions would make a union boss' head spin. The time away from loved ones would make any normal person's heart spin. But these aren't normal folks. These are soldiers. Serving in Iraq. Serving in Afghanistan. Serving the world. Serving a proud centuries-long American tradition. Protecting freedom. Spreading freedom. I'm not here to debate the merits of a war, but the merits of the folks fighting it. Far from home, far from a raucous election, far from the heated debate from that election. We talk — they do. Following a long and stunningly impressive line of soldiers who also did, who also sacrificed, who also died — without a peep, without a complaint, without a stir. This generation, through the generations, the best of all generations. Sometimes I think there is nothing so loud as dignity so quiet. On this Veterans Day, we'd be wise to remember their sacrifice. We'd be wiser still to remember their example. I'm not fit to be them, I'm just damn grateful for them. FOXNews.com - Honoring Our Troops - Neil Cavuto | Your World
__________________ ΜOΛΩΝ ΛΑΒΕ Three groups spend other people's money: children, thieves, and politicians. All three need supervision. —DICK ARMEY Click here to view Democrat’s comments on Iraq and WMD’s |
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| In uniform overseas today. Being stationed in Italy is a great thing, I get to see Europe, and eat all the pasta I can handle. The wine here is pretty good too. But there is something to be said for the wide open nothing that I came from back in the good old USA. One of the things I miss the most about being in the US is how Soldiers like me are looked upon. Here in Europe, if you see another American anywhere, there's about a 99% chance he's in the service. Maybe not Army (...and that's ok, I guess?), but definatly a service member. So on days like today, veterans day, we don't go around congratulating each other, we just go on doing our duty, looking out for one another. But we do feel better when we get a message from home, so thank you, because it's so much easier to do what we do when we know we are supported from home, no matter where home is. -A former red demon. |
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Ditto. All you service men & women deserve much respect. There is not enough words to say how much we appreciate you.
__________________ Imperfection is beauty. Madness is genius. It is better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring and when it comes down to it, I let them think what they want. If they care enough to bother with what I do, then I’m already better than them. -Marilyn Monroe |
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| Hubby is home, safe and sound, after retiring from the Army a few years back... we live next door to the Marine recruiter. Flags flyin' high in our neighborhood this weekend! Take time out to honor a veteran in a special way - I did!
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__________________ Politicians are like diapers, they both need changed occasionally for the same reason. Calling an illegal alien an "undocumented immigrant" is like calling a drug dealer an "unlicensed pharmacist" The hard work of one will do more than the prayer of millions. |
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| Check this out, WWI Vet Albert Wagner, 107, lives in Smith Center, Kan. The oldest living former Marine, he served in France and Germany attached to the Army. After his service, he became a schools superintendent. At his 106th birthday party, he dozed through most of the festivities, but bolted awake when he heard the Marine Corps Hymn. Was recently honored when Kansas dedicated the World War I Veterans Memorial Highway in Smith County. His son served in the Marines in World War II. Scripps Howard News Service
__________________ ΜOΛΩΝ ΛΑΒΕ Three groups spend other people's money: children, thieves, and politicians. All three need supervision. —DICK ARMEY Click here to view Democrat’s comments on Iraq and WMD’s |
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| I stole this from somewhere else, don't have a source either but thought it appropriate anyway, even if it is a day late. Who is a veteran? Some veterans bear visible signs of their service: a missing limb, a jagged scar, a certain look in the eye. Others my carry the evidence inside them: a pin holding a bone together, a piece of shrapnel in the leg - or perhaps another sort of internal scar forged in the refinery of adversity. Except in parades, however, the men and women who have kept America safe and free wear no badge or emblem. You can't tell a veteran just by looking. So, who is a veteran? Who are these extra special people? He's the policeman on the beat or patrol car, who spent six months in Saudi Arabia seating two thousand gallons a day making sure the armored personnel carriers and aircraft didn't run out of fuel. He's the barroom loudmouth, dumber than a wooden post to us, but whose overgrown school-boy behavior is outweighed a hundred times in the cosmic scales by four hours of exquisite bravery, exhibited near the 38th parallel. He is the old man bagging groceries at the supermarket, very palsied now and aggravatingly slow to us in today's fast paced lifestyle, who helped liberate Nazi Death camps, and who wishes all day long that his wife were still alive to hold him when his nightmares return. He is the priest or minister in the local parish, who delivered the last rights to dying young boys more times during one year in Vietnam, than most other priests or ministers could deliver in ten lifetimes. He or she is the nurse we see in the hospital, who fought against futility, watching young boys die, or remain permanently disabled, and went to sleep sobbing every night for two solid years in DaNang. He is the prisoner of war, who went away one person, and came back another....or hasn't come back yet at all. He is the drill instructor, who has never seen combat himself, but has saved countless lives by turning slouchy, no-account, rednecks and gang members, inexperienced young men and women, into Soldiers and Marines, and taught them to watch each other's backs in a time of need. He's the parade-riding Legionnaire, who proudly pins ribbons and medals to his chest with prosthetic hand - courtesy of a battle forgotten by everyone, but him. He's the career Quartermaster who watches the ribbons and medals pass him by, but whose function is indispensable during an active campaign. There are the anonymous heroes in the "Tomb of the Unknowns" whose presence at the Arlington Memorial Cemetery must forever preserve the memory of all anonymous heroes that made the supreme sacrifice, and whose valor died unrecognized with them on the battlefields and on the oceans of the world. He's an ordinary, and yet extraordinary human being; a person who offered some of his life's most vital years in the service of his country - who sacrificed his ambitions so that others wouldn't have to sacrifice theirs. He is a soldier, and a savior, and a sword against the darkness. He is nothing more than the finest, greatest testimony on behalf of the finest, greatest nation ever known. And we must never forget all that they have given to us, which most of us take for granted today living in our great nation- Because: 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 organizer, who has given us the freedom to assemble and demonstrate. And it is the soldier, who proudly salutes our Flag. Who faithfully serves beneath our Flag. And whose coffin is honorably draped under our Flag. |
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