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THANK YOU to the well-wishers! That warms my heart.
opps…. alliegence =vallegiance
OK. I give up!!!
Where do you live? I would love to think we are turning a corner in the “War Against Christmas”, but I fear not. I bet you live in a small, traditional community…the best place to raise children!!
nlebou and I live in South Louisiana, where God is welcome, and it isn’t a crime to spank your child.
God bless America.
They’re having a party at my work today–that’s code talk for ‘not doing any work’.
So I’m working & listening to Death Row’s Greatest Hits…you know, ’cause it ain’t no fun if the homies cain’t have none…
Mention the twins at every opportunity. Some places, especially smaller, local ones, will give a buy one, get half off a second discount.
I had twins 18 years ago and those were a Godsend.
Already found
a place like that, its called babys r us and they offer a twins discount.
As a matter of fact, my child got paddled at school 3 weeks ago. With my permission of course.
Praying for you, Oink, on your new endeavor. Bootstrap your business as much as you can (avoid debt). I sure enjoy reading everybody’s comments (including the inane, unreasonable ones by our resident liberal trolls). Sometimes I laugh, cry, fret, worry, smile, joke, over what some have written. A very Merry Christmas and Happy Honikah (sp?) to you all.
How come MM always waits until I’m busy or not around to have open threads? Must plan it that way, although I don’t blame her. Just keeding, hope your son gets wsll quickly.
Soooo…what’s been on my mind lately…oh, I know:
Proof that God exists
Hey look. The One made it to El Caganer status. Scroll to the bottom and you’ll see him.
Here is something to lift your spirits and appreciation for our troops. I don’t know where this began but it is beautifully written.
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn’t loud, and it wasn’t too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn’t quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
‘What are you doing?’ I asked without fear,
‘Come in this moment, it’s freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!’
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.
To the window that danced with a warm fire’s light
Then he sighed and he said ‘Its really all right,
I’m out here by choice. I’m here every night.’
‘It’s my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I’m proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ‘ Pearl on a day in December,’
Then he sighed, ‘That’s a Christmas ‘Gram always remembers.’
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ‘ Nam ‘,
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I’ve not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he’s sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue… an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.’
‘So go back inside,’ he said, ‘harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I’ll be all right.’
‘But isn’t there something I can do, at the least,
‘Give you money,’ I asked, ‘or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you’ve done,
For being away from your wife and your son.’
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
‘Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we’re gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.’
PLEASE, would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many
people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
U.S service men and women for our being able to celebrate thesefestivities. Let’s try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people
stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.
LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
30th Naval Construction Regiment
OIC, Logistics Cell One
Al Taqqadum, Iraq
God Bless our Troops
That was beautiful, Jeff. We are really fortunate to have you and your brothers and sisters in arms guarding our security. It is so easy to forget what it takes to safeguard the liberty that we often take for granted. Thank you, and God bless you for your service.
That is amazing stuff…and even more amazing is that God has allowed us a glimpse into his awesome realm!
It’s quite a miracle when you think about it. We are living, right now, in the greatest age of astronomy and the understanding of the universe.
In these times of strife and misery, one of the greatest gifts is there for us to see.
Think about all of the great scientists, Galileo, Newton, Einstein, all of the great philosophers, Socrates, Plato, etc., every human being that has ever lived. What wouldn’t they give to be able to see what we can see at the click of a button.