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I realize that I'm a newbie here, but please allow me to make this request. I'm asking that, whatever your personal politics, that you please take a moment and say a prayer for all of our Veterans who made the ultimate sacrifice and thank all of those who served before and presently. Whether in times of peace, through the horrors of war and who did, and still do put themselves in harm's way to secure our personal freedoms and liberty. Remember, Freedom is NOT free! |
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| | | From: STAR | Sent: 11/11/2008 6:17 PM |
Thank you for sharing your poem here, Jess. Perfect. That verse makes me see... white. Pure. Clean. White. |
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oh yes! ty jess for your poem! I enjoyed it, and forgot all about saying so! lol great job! Mw |
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Thank you for sharing your poem Jess and thanks to all for joining in with your wise and heartfelt words. |
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I remember our fallen veterans as well as those retired and those too, that are still making the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom and way of life. This country is worth it and these people are hero's one and all! |
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I will forever remember these brave soldiers and they have my upmost respect and honor. The other day while in the grocery store I made small talk w/this young man who served our country and just came home the day before. I thanked him and told him I truly blessed I was to have met him on this day. He blushed from ear to ear and said in the most noble way, " Thank you so much. It makes me feel good knowing you are thankful". I sure am I told him! Jeesh I hope he didn't thinking on him now that I think about it... KIDDING! LMAO! |
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yvw pluto! I never understood during the Viet Nam war, why the troops werent appreciated then, but instead, treated like crap! can you explain that to me? I still say ty to everyone I meet on the street, if I know that they are a vet. mw |
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^^^(sorry, my deletion)^^^ I've often wondered about that myself, MW. Possibly because it was the first 'televised war', the news media showing celebs like Jane Fonda in an antiaircraft gun emplacement and supposedly quoting her as calling our troops "Baby Killers" might have had something to do with the notion that our troops weren't appreciated. All I can say is that in my own working class neighborhood, each and every one of our brave young service people were greatly appreciated. Admittedly, it was a time that dissent was the 'in thing', but I truly believe that the average person did definitely not have any disrespect for our troops. Not saying that it was a popular war, just that the folks that I knew and lived among were firmly behind our troops. (Steps gingerly down from the rickety old soap box ) |
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They were doing what they were told to do. They were also drafted, and didnt have a choice. Still dont really understand. They got a very bad rap, if you ask me. mw |
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A lot of them from Korea were ignored...the ones coming home from Vietnam were downright disgraced and ridiculed and tormented. I could never do that...soldiers put themselves through more horror and goo than I could ever imagine, all to protect the world and especially the country I choose to live in...they deserve the best for that. |
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yes, so why werent they?  mw |
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Cuz people suck.  I grew up hearing occasional stories of my stepdad Jace, if it was mentioned he was in Korea people would just blankly stare and say "so?" He lost his brother over there, they were in the same group, Jace was in charge and was plagued forever thinking he killed his brother...he slept with a gun up through when we moved in with him. I had a big ol' biker at the mall one day, he was manning a booth for Armed Forces veterans...I told him how Jace always felt unappreciated, that no one cared...this burly guy told me with a tear in his eye, "I do." I hope Jace heard that. My uncle, total jerk to this day,was in Vietnam. The only story I heard from him was when he got off the plane when he was coming home, being pelted by bad fruit...even as a little kid with no understanding or interest in politics, I was like "what the heck? that's stupid!" Sometimes I wonder if he'd be less of a jerk now if he'd have been treated better after that hellacious part of his life. He never told us kids stories from over there...I know he was a Green Beret and I know he had to do things he didn't want to do...that's all we kids were told. So when I hear someone disrespecting our soldiers, I just go off...you can hate the people sending them there, you can hate this and that and whatever...but you better respect the troops!!! |
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Exactly tigger! well said! mw |
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Very touching incident Tigger. My heart goes out to these men who were spit at for doing what their President at that time told them to do. It's very sad. |
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Something To Believe In by the group Poison...the song was written and dedicated to the lead singer's friend who it was based on...Bret (the lead) even has "Something to believe in" tattooed on his arm to honor his friend. Will i see him on the tv
Preachin' 'bout the promised land
He tells me to believe in jesus
And steals the money from my hand
Some say he was a good man
But lord i think he sinned, yeah
Twenty-two years of mental tears
Cries a suicidal vietnam vet
Who fought a losing war on a foreign shore
To find his country didn't want him back
Their bullets took his best friend in saigon
Our lawyers took his wife and kids, no regrets
In a time i don't remember
In a war he can't forget
He cried "forgive me for what i've done there
Cause i never meant the things i did"
Chorus:
And give me something to believe in
If there's a lord above
And give me something to believe in
Oh, lord arise
My best friend died a lonely man
In some palm springs hotel room
I got the call last christmas eve
And they told me the news
I tried all night not to break down and cry
As the tears rolled down my face
I felt so cold and empty
Like a lost soul out of place
And the mirror, mirror on the wall
Sees my smile it fades again
Chorus
Sometimes i wish to god i didn't know now
The things i didn't know then
Road you gotta take me home
Solo
I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street
Like bodies in an open grave
Underneath the broken old neon sign
That used to read jesus saves
A mile away live the rich folks
And i see how they're living it up
While the poor they eat from hand to mouth
The rich is drinkin' from a golden cup
And it just makes me wonder
Why so many lose, so few win
Chorus
You take the high road
And i'll take the low road
Sometimes i wish to god i didn't know now
The things i didn't know then
And give me something to believe in
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