I’m not doing my usual today, because it’s a day where we all reflect on the men and women who have given their lives for their country. And also….a day to EAT! barbeque! While we are remembering those that gave their lives for America’s right for freedom, and liberty. God bless them all, and their families.
Everybody have a great holiday!
(Thanks to J.R. )
Don’t know if it’s true but it could easily be. In any event it’s a good lesson for us all>
As I came out of the supermarket that sunny day, pushing my cart of groceries towards my car, I saw an old man with the hood of his car up and a lady sitting inside the car, with the door open. The old man was looking at the engine. I put my groceries away in my car, and continued to watch the old gentleman from about twenty-five feet away.
I saw a young man in his early twenties with a grocery bag in his arm walking towards the old man. The old gentleman saw him coming too, and took a few steps towards him.
I saw the old gentleman point to his open hood and say something. The young man put his grocery bag into what looked like a brand new Cadillac Escalade. He then turned back to the old man. I heard him yell at the old gentleman saying: ‘You shouldn’t even be allowed to drive a car at your age.’ And then with a wave of his hand, he got in his car and peeled rubber out of the parking lot.
I saw the old gentleman pull out his handkerchief, and mop his brow as he went back to his car and again looked at the engine. He then went to his wife and spoke with her; he appeared to tell her it would be okay. I had seen enough, and I approached the old man. He saw me coming and stood straight, and as I got near him I said, ‘Looks like you’re having a problem.’
He smiled sheepishly, and quietly nodded his head. I looked under the hood myself, and knew that whatever the problem was, it was beyond me. Looking around, I saw a gas station up the road, and I told the old man that I would be right back. I drove to the station and went inside. I saw three attendants working on cars. I approached one of them, and related the problem the old man had with his car. I offered to pay them if they could follow me back down and help him. The old man had pushed the heavy car under the shade of a tree and appeared to be comforting his wife. When he saw us he straightened up and thanked me for my help. As the mechanics diagnosed the problem (overheated engine), I spoke with the old gentleman.
When I shook hands with him earlier, he had noticed my Marine Corps ring and had commented about it, telling me that he had been a Marine too. I nodded and asked the usual question, ‘What outfit did you serve with?’
He said that he served with the first Marine Division at Guadalcanal, Pelieliu, and Okinawa . He had hit three of the worst ones, and retired from the Corps after the war was over. As we talked we heard the car engine come on and saw the mechanics lower the hood. They came over to us as the old man reached for his wallet, but was stopped by me. I told him I would just put the bill on my AAA card.
He still reached for the wallet and handed me a card that I assumed had his name and address on it, and I stuck it in my pocket. We all shook hands all around again, and I said my goodbye’s to his wife.
I then told the two mechanics that I would follow them back up to the station. Once at the station, I told them that they had interrupted their own jobs to come along with me and help the old man. I said I wanted to pay for the help, but they refused to charge me. One of them pulled out a card from his pocket, looking exactly like the card the old man had given to me. Both of the men told me then that they were Marine Corps Reserves. Once again we shook hands all around and as I was leaving, one of them told me I should look at the card the old man had given to me. I said I would and drove off.
For some reason I had gone about two blocks, when I pulled over and took the card out of my pocket and looked at it for a long, long time. The name of the old gentleman was on the card in golden leaf and under his name was written: ‘Congressional Medal of Honor Society.’ I sat there motionless, looking at the card and reading it over and over. I looked up from the card and smiled to no one but myself and marveled that on this day, four Marines had all come together because one of us needed help. He was an old man all right, but it felt good to have stood next to greatness and courage, and an honor to have been in his presence.
Remember, as we approach another Memorial Day, OLD men like him gave you, and all of us, FREEDOM for America.
Thanks to those who served and still serve, and to all of those who supported them, and who continue to support them. America is not at war. The U.S. Military is at war. America is at the Mall.
If you don’t stand behind our troops, PLEASE feel free to stand in front of them! Remember, Freedom isn’t Free. Thousands have paid the price, so that you can enjoy what you have today.
LET’S DO THIS: JUST 19 WORDS: GOD OUR FATHER, WALK THROUGH MY HOUSE AND TAKE AWAY ALL MY WORRIES; AND PLEASE WATCH OVER AND HEAL MY FAMILY; AND PLEASE PROTECT OUR FREEDOMS, AND WATCH OVER OUR TROOPS, WHO ARE DEFENDING THOSE FREEDOMS.
AMEN! This prayer is so powerful. Pass this prayer to 12 people, including me.
This week Nobody takes notice of the ‘perfect’ letter. This was written by Marine Corporal Joshua Boston.
BRAVO! It makes an American heart feel good, especially after watching comrade Nancy Pelosi today, giving her big speech on the floor of the house, go on and on about “protecting the people.”…liar that she is.
It’s men like this Marine that should be running our country.
Enjoy…it really IS perfect.
Senator Dianne Feinstein,
I will not register my weapons should this bill be passed, as I do not believe it is the government’s right to know what I own. Nor do I think it prudent to tell you what I own so that it may be taken from me by a group of people who enjoy armed protection yet decry me having the same a crime. You ma’am have overstepped a line that is not your domain. I am a Marine Corps Veteran of 8 years, and I will not have some woman who proclaims the evil of an inanimate object, yet carries one, tell me I may not have one.
I am not your subject. I am the man who keeps you free. I am not your servant. I am the person whom you serve. I am not your peasant. I am the flesh and blood of America.
I am the man who fought for my country. I am the man who learned. I am an American. You will not tell me that I must register my semi-automatic AR-15 because of the actions of some evil man.
I will not be disarmed to suit the fear that has been established by the media and your misinformation campaign against the American public.
We, the people, deserve better than you.
Joshua Boston Cpl,
United States Marine Corps
Nobody Gets Email
If you are not living under a rock, then by now you have heard how the President, along with Panetta, (Let’s not forget Hillary) — gave instructions for NO help whatsoever to be given to the poor souls in Benghazi. They did nothing, and watched them be murdered.
The election was more important.
But, despite the order of “no engagement” from Obama, some brave Navy seal men went anyway even though they knew they were outnumbered….and lost their lives.
Hundred of our soldiers are coming back from Iraq and committing suicide, and Ted Turner thinks: that’s a good thing. He thinks it’s because they find out that war’s not good.
No…it’s because all their hard work has been undone by Obama. Their buddies have died in vain.
Nobody Thinks we should send Ted Turner to do time in a Iraq jail.
Hillary has now said she might just stay with her job, and we all know why. She wants to make sure she is not prosecuted for her crimes. If they stay in power, we must as citizens force our Congressmen to impeach them all.
Anyway….these pictures say it all: Whose side are you on? Our soldiers? Or Obama telling lies right in front of your eyes? You might want choose.
Look at that last picture, and TELL me, your not mad….Every American, Democrat, Republican and Independents… should be outraged. (Thanks to Pattie)
Iraqi Child Bites GI In Self Defense After Obvious
GI Overheard to say ‘Talk or I’ll tickle you till you pee!’
More Evidence Of Failed US Intelligence Policy.
Soldier Attempts to Eat Iraqi Child!
Clear Evidence of Forced Labor by Troops!
Soldier Caught At ‘Tickle-Torture’ To Extract Intelligence!
GI Forces Iraqi Child To Hang By Fingertips!
No comment here. There’s nothing funny about this one.
May the good Lord bless every one of our troops wherever they are!
I was watching a video of Obama celebrating Ramadan today, and not one word was mentioned of our soldiers overseas. Barry just couldn’t muster it. I just got this email yesterday…so I’m passing it on. I don’t know about you, but Obama seems to have all but forgotten our men, and only brings the subject up when he wants to score votes.
Typical tyrannical behavior. Anyway…let’s hope our boys come home soon.
(Thanks to Tom Beebe)
I for one, am thankful for the power of the internet. I would never see this in or on any of this country’s main media outlets. Shame on them.
This statue currently stands outside the Iraqi palace, now home to the 4th Infantry Division. It will eventually be shipped home and put in the memorial museum in Fort Hood, Texas.
The Statue was created by an Iraqi artist named Kalet, who for years was forced by Saddam Hussein to make the many hundreds of bronze busts of Saddam that dotted Baghdad.
Kalat was so grateful for the America’s liberation of his country: he melted 3 of the Heads of the fallen Saddam and made the statue as a memorial to the American soldiers and their fallen warriors.
Kalat worked on this memorial night and day for several months. To the left of the kneeling soldier is a small Iraqi girl giving the soldier comfort as he mourns the loss of his comrade in arms.
Do you know why we don’t hear about this in the news? The media avoids it because it does not have the shock effect…but we can do something about it.
We can pass this along to as many people as we can in honor of all our brave military who are making a difference.