Happy Veterans Day 2011!!!

[SarasotaRepub]

To all CU Vets and all Vets period.

Your country thanks you for your service past, present, and future.

To all members of the Armed Services, where ever you may be, thank you.

[Witmaster]

[marv]

...thoughts from all of my brothers who served...

[noworries]

Thank you all who have served and are serving may God bless you and those you love

[namvet]

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[Articulate_Ape]

Thank you all who have served and are serving may God bless you and those you love

^ This.

[Constitutionally Speaking]

"War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made so and kept so by the exertions of better men [and women] than himself." ~John Stuart Mill, 1806 - 1873

[Rockntractor]

I had a friend who was part of the Normandy invasion, I remember a few years ago France invited him and his comrades back to France to honor and thank him for what he had done. He was beaming from ear to ear when he left and I think it was a high point in his life, he talked often about how much he enjoyed it.
Every year on veterans day I have gone over to visit him and brought him a summer sausage, it became a tradition.
I can't do that today, he died last winter, Thank you for your service Joe Caldwell, you were a good friend and I am proud to have known you.

[ABC in Georgia]

Thank you all who have served and are serving may God bless you and those you love

I echo what you wrote noworries ... well said, and a heartfelt tribute to our wonderful military members in here.

Love and thank you all!

~ ABC

[Odysseus]

St. Crispen's Day Speech
William Shakespeare, 1599
Enter the KING
WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here
But one ten thousand of those men in England
That do no work to-day!

KING. What's he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.'
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.