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Words that ring true…
Feb 6th
He was getting old and paunchy and his hair was falling fast, he sat around the Legion, 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 neighbors 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 worlds 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 very 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 trouble that the politicians start.
If we cannot do him honor 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.”
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-Dan
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May 7th
Again, not sure about the legitimacy of this but it is funny either way and could be true.
*/Posted to Craig’s List Personals:/*
*/To the Guy Who Tried to Mug Me in Downtown Savannah night before last./*
*/Date: 2009-03-23, 3:43 A M EST/*
*/I was the guy with the black Burberry jacket that you demanded I hand over, shortly after you pulled the knife on me and my girlfriend. You also asked for my girlfriend’s purse and earrings./*
*/I hope you somehow come across this message. I’d like to apologize./*
*/I didn’t expect you to crap in your pants when I drew my pistol after you took my jacket. Truth is, I was wearing the jacket for a reason thatevening, and it wasn’t that cold outside. You see, my girlfriend had just bought me that Kimber Model 1911.45 A CP pistol for Christmas, and we had just picked up a shoulder holster for it that evening. Beautiful pistol, eh?/*
*/It’s a very intimidating weapon when pointed at your head, isn’t it? I know it probably wasn’t a great deal of fun walking back to wherever you’d come from with that brown sludge flopping about in your pants. I’m sure it was even worse since you also ended up leaving your shoes, cellphone, and wallet with me. I couldn’t have you calling up any of your buddies to come help you try to mug us again. /*
*/I took the liberty of calling your mother, or “Momma” as you had her listed in your cell, and explaining to her your situation. I also bought myself and four other people in the gas station this morning a tank full of gas on your credit card. The guy with the big motor home took 150 gallons and was extremely grateful! I gave your shoes to one of the homeless guys over by Vinnie Van Go Go’s, along with all of the cash in your wallet. /*
*/ I threw the wallet in a fancy pink “pimp mobile” parked at the curb after I broke the windshield and side window out and keyed the drivers side. I called a bunch of phone sex numbers from your cellphone. They’ll be on your bill in case you’d like to know which ones. Ma Bell just shut down the line, and I’ve only had the phone for a little over a day now, so I don’t know what’s going on with that.. I hope they haven’t permanently cut off your service./*
*/I could only get in two threatening phone calls to the DA ’s office and one to the FBI with it. The FBI guy was really pissed and we had a long chat (I guess while he traced the number). /*
*/I’d also like to apologize for not killing you and instead making you walk back home humiliated. I’m hoping that you’ll reconsider your choice of path in life. Next time you might not be so lucky../*
*/- Alex/*
*/P.S. Remember this motto…….an armed society is a polite society!/*
-Ruger
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