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I would Like to say Thank You to all whom Serve

We are nothing without your service

 

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My Dad (center) Christmas day 1968 FOB in Vietnam.......Thanks Dad

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My Grandfather (far left) with the Flying Tigers 308 Bomb Group .....Thanks GrandDaddy Miss ya.

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SGt. Adam Cann Gave his all.

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Today, at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, Canada remembers all her veterans, with special honor to those who sacrificed so much. As well, we share these memories with other allied nations, and know that today is Veterans Day in the US.

 

The words of John McCrae help us keep our pledge: "We will remember them"

 

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

 

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved, and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders Fields.

 

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders Fields.

 

- John McCrae

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My grandfather was a warrant officer in a U.S. Army artillery group [company?] in the South Pacific, total service time 1942-1945. He saw all that and more, and it screwed up his life for all but his last year or two. Thanks to him and other veterans, I have the priviledge to not share the experience.

 

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Awesome shots Halli,

 

Thanks to ALL who are or have served.

 

Freedom isn't free and without our veterans, we'd never be free.

 

God's Speed to all the troops deployed around the world...come home soon and safe!

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Happy Veteran's Day. I got to take my great uncle, who was an anti-aircraft gunner in WWII from Normandy all the way through till he ended up somewhere in Germany, to our Veteran's Day Parade. He had never been, and it really made me feel great that they were so happy.

 

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Missing my buddies this year. Two of them are in Baghdad bored out of their minds, one is in Rucker in flight school, and the other is getting fat at home with me, lol.

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As some of you know, there is the possibility that the game World of Warcraft is going to be completely banned in China.

 

So even though we may not be happy about what's happened with games like Modern Warfare 2, hey, at least we have a choice, and we have our Veterans and others who have served to thank for freedoms like that.

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As some of you know, there is the possibility that the game World of Warcraft is going to be completely banned in China.

 

So even though we may not be happy about what's happened with games like Modern Warfare 2, hey, at least we have a choice, and we have our Veterans and others who have served to thank for freedoms like that.

 

Banned in CHina??? Who will farm the gold?

 

True about the freedom of choice part, but definitely only to a certain point, and then the govt gets to choose for you.

 

A 'hooah' to my brothers in arms.

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To my DaD who flew a B17 in ww2 in the 351 bomb group

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1/2 boy 1/2 man

 

 

 

If you read this, you WILL forward it on.

 

You just won't be able to stop yourself.

 

 

 

The average age of the military man is 19 years.

 

He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who,

 

under normal circumstances is considered by

 

society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind

 

the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old

 

enough to die for his country. He never really

 

cared much for work and he would rather wax

 

his own car than wash his father's, but he has

 

never collected unemployment either.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He's a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student,

pursued some form of sport

 

activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a

 

steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when

 

he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world

away. He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing

and a 155mm howitzer.

 

 

 

He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he

 

was at home because he is working or fighting

 

from before dawn to well after dusk. He has

 

trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him,

 

but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and

 

reassemble it in less time in the dark. He can recite

 

to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use

either one effectively if he must.

 

 

 

He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a

professional.

 

 

 

He can march until he is told to stop,

 

or stop until he is told to march.

 

 

 

He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation,

 

but he is not without spirit or individual dignity.

 

He is self-sufficient.

 

 

 

He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other. He

keeps his canteens full and his feet dry.

 

 

 

He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never

 

to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend

 

his own clothes, and fix his own hurts.

 

 

 

If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you

 

are hungry, his food. He'll even split his ammunition

 

with you in the midst of battle when you run low.

 

 

 

He has learned to use his hands like weapons

 

and weapons like they were his hands.

 

 

 

He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job.

 

 

 

 

 

He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay, and

still find ironic humor in it all.

 

 

 

He has seen more suffering and death than he should have in his short

lifetime.

 

 

 

He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in

combat and is unashamed.

 

 

 

 

 

He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body

while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to

'square-away ' those around him who haven't bothered to stand, remove

their hat, or even stop talking.

 

In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their

right to be disrespectful.

 

 

 

Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great-grandfather, he is

paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He

is the American Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over

200 years.

 

 

 

 

 

He has asked nothing in return, except

 

our friendship and understanding.

 

Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with

his blood.

 

 

 

And now we even have women over there in danger, doing their part in

this tradition of going to War when our nation calls us to do so.

 

 

 

As you go to bed tonight, remember this shot. . .

 

A short lull, a little shade and a picture of

loved ones in their helmets.

 

 

Prayer wheel for our military.... please don't

break it Please send this on after a short prayer.

 

Prayer Wheel

 

'Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands.

Protect them as they protect us.

Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for

us in our time of need. Amen.'

 

When you receive this, please stop for a moment and say a prayer for

our ground troops in Afghanistan , sailors on ships, and airmen in the

air, and for those in Iraq , Afghanistan and all foreign countries.

 

 

 

Of all the gifts you could give a US Soldier, Sailor, Coast-guardsman,

Marine, or Airman, prayer is the very best one.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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