Nations may choose to hate America. They may choose to say Americans are bad. They may choose to say go away, but they are mostly glad that Americans are who they are. That Americans have guns to defend them in time of need, and do so.

Angels from heaven

Suppose for a minute that there was no America. Suppose for a minute that America was not a nation that all other nations envied or hated. Suppose for a minute that a little girls prayers went unanswered.

 

You have two minutes to decide if American guns are necessary.

Last Post

 

Service marks 30,000th performance of

The Last Post in Ypres

At the setting of the sun, in Ypres they do not forget.

Every day at 8pm, a group of volunteer firemen sound The Last Post under the Menin Gate.

It is a tradition which has endured since 1928, a year after the gate opened. Only the German occupation during the second world war forced the bugles to fall silent - but even then, the ceremony was continued in Britain at the Brookwood cemetery.

On the very evening that Polish forces liberated Ypres, the bugles once again re-started their salute.
And every night since then, they have continued. In winter and summer, in front of crowds and to the shivering few, they have played.

For those whose relatives names are recorded on the stone plaques of the memorial, whose bodies were never found in the mud and horror of Ypres, it is vitally important it continues forever.

-----------------------

 

Songs of war lead us into battle and songs of remembrance remind us of those battles. In places such as Arlington Cemetery and at the Canadian war memorial on Vimy Ridge and at the Menin Gate we see the futility of war etched in granite and marble.

 

To those who follow us we need say remember your history, learn from your history, do not repeat my history. Guns require brains willing not to use them as a tool of destruction.

 

 

 



Heaven Needed a Hero like You

We can never say thank you enough to those who choose to
put themselves in harms way to protect us.

We can never say sorry enough to the families of those
who gave their all to perform their duty. 

We can never stop helping those left behind,

for when we do, we fail them all.

 

I just thought that we should pause for a moment and pay tribute to those who did not return.

( Buffalocricket )



R.I.P.

Lyrics by: Jo Dee Messina