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November 11, 2004




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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.

My grandpa was a WWII vet. My mom was 4 when he came home. She didn't know who he was and hid from shyness. The sacrifices made....

Thank you.

Thank You to everyone who sacrificed time, blood, sweat and tears for all of us.


Please remember the boys and girls that are currently serving the country as well. Military hospitals are overflowing with young soldiers who have put their life on the line.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning, We will remember them


Yes, thank you all!

Ditto to all who commented. My particular interest is in the wounded and disabled vets who are more or less ignored by our government. Give them a thought (and a few bucks, if you can) today.

Last night I turned on National Geographic's special on Arlington Cemetery. My 7-year-old son decided to plop down on the couch next to me.

For the next 60 minutes, he was captivated by what he saw. He peppered me with questions about the Tomb of the Unknowns, about why the women were crying, about why the Honor Guard has to be so precise, about why there has to be war in the first place. I answered them the best I could.

I think he truly understood and was awed by the fact that the sea of white headstones represented valiant men and women who valued freedom so highly that they would give their lives to protect or secure it.

When I told him that the great majority of those markers represented people who died not for their own freedom, but for the freedom of those in other countries, it gave him pause. Finally, he said "Dad, we have a great country."

Through misty eyes, I said, "Yes, we do."

If you are a veteran, the six letters in the word "thanks" can't express what we owe you. Not just for what you did for the world, but for the example you set for my son.

I'll never forget you, and neither will he.

You're welcome

I still can't sing the National Anthem without crying. Thank you.

I've seen the Vietnam Wall twice and cried my eyes out both times. I don't know anyone whose name listed....it's jut ALL the names that get me.

Thanks to all who didn't come back, those who did and the families whose lives were on hold while they were gone.

Thanks, vets. (Including my granddad.)

I saw a piece on this on 60 Minutes last night. The government is not doing enough to help the families of injured soldiers. There are a few more links that I found here. I think it's a worthy cause.

*Gives all the Vets a big 'ol Fish Hug*

To each and everyone of you

I sincerely say

Thank you.

(I just recently received my late grandfathers dog tags from WWII. And the flag that was draped over his casket. I am making a shadow box to honor him. Which I think is Very COOL!)

You're welcome

I was left my Grandpa's marine uniform pins when he passed not too long ago. The Marine Corps was 229 years old yesterday. SEMPER FI.

Here Here!

Thank you for the freedom to worship in church without fear and for the privilege to vote.

My 13 year-old daughter is struggling in the subject of history. She asked, "Why is history so important? Why do I have to learn it? When will I ever use it?"

I measured my reply. History is important because, as it is said, it repeats itself. When we learn about history, we learn about cultures, worldviews, events and people. We learn what works and what didn't work, and hopefully why it did or didn't work. And sometime in our lifetime, if we see a person, nation, or culture developing a trend, we'll look to history to see if there is something we need to or can do.

In the 1990's, there was a trend to deny that the Holocaust ever took place. (Does anyone remember how ridiculous that theory was?) I remember talking to a young man (18 or 19) during college class. He was sick of hearing about the "so-called" Holocaust of WWII. I told him about Nicolae Ceausescu, a a modern-day despot so intent on genocide that he bulldozed villages and burned libraries in order to remove a culture from the face of the earth. History was repeating itself in our day.

We must never forget, never stop learning, never give in. There are men and women who died protecting our right to do so and it is our obligation to carry on.

My pleasure Dave.

Thank you Dave and Semper Fi....

Both of my grandfathers fought in WWII and I have always been so proud of them for that. But to ALL veterans, I want to say thank you from the bottom of my heart. We would not be where we are today without you.

Thanks to all soldiers. Maybe I'm from a different countries, but I know how you feel, I feel the same.

Thanks again.

Profound thanks admiration from Atlanta to all the veterans and to the brave troops in harm's way now.

...thanks and admiration that is. I had a conjunction malfunction.

I watched the flag pass by one day,
It fluttered in the breeze.
A young Marine saluted it,
And then he stood at ease.
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud,
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil
How many mothers' tears?
How many pilots' planes shot down?
How many died at sea
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No, freedom isn't free.

I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was still,
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen,"
When a flag had draped a coffin.
Of a brother or a friend.
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No, freedom isn't free.

God Bless Our Troops

Thanks to everyone, particularly my grandfather who also missed the first two years of my Dad's life, and my Dad who was forever changed by what he saw in Viet Nam.

I may not agree with the politics of war, but your sacrifice is not forgotten or unappreciated. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

My daughter and son-in-law were both in the Navy.
My present husband and I have a son in the Marines. Thank you for your kind comments.

A friend of mine was on Guadalcanal. On Memorial Day services he would read "Flanders Fields" as part of the American Legion ceremonies.

I miss him.

Thanks to all who say "Thanks" to a vet.

But ...

Do another thing, please.

Tell them, "Welcome Home."

(I try to, every chance I get.)

Yeah, thanks vets!

...for the day off

Hey Govt Worker,

You're welcome for the day off. Too bad you probably don't know what it means to actually work a real job, or else you wouldn't be so sarcastic about Veteran's Day. You should thank real men who are obviously better than you. Go be sarcastic somewhere else where it might get you the laugh you're wanting.

Hi, I’m writing to you to try to get some info out to the general public about a benefit for our Veterans. It’s on the books, but most of our Vet’s don’t know about it. This is the Disability Pension. I live in the Detroit area and had a heck of a time finding out just the name of the benefit. I researched for 6 months: went to the VA Benefit website, called my Congressman, contacted Washington. Finally found an article in a local newspaper that an Elder law attorney had written about the subject. VA Regional kept telling me NO, a few service organizations told me NO, finally I paid $200.00 for the Elder Law Attorney who told me YES and put me in touch with knowledgeable people. I fought VA for 12 months and finally got the pension for my father, with back pay.

The shame of this is: This benefit could be helping so many of our Aging Vets, many of whom are living in poverty. Many are doing without medications or food to make ends meet because they don’t have this extra income. A lot of Senior Vets are living at home and need some assistance with daily living but can’t afford it. Many Seniors need to be in an Assisted Living Facility, but can’t afford it on their own. We, the families are trying our best to care for them after work and on weekends, but worry about them while we’re at work. Many of us are paying for their medications and or bills. This Pension would add hundreds, sometimes thousands to the Vets income each and every month.

Because of my frustration, I compiled all the info that I had collected over a period of 18 months into a small booklet to help other families avoid going through what I had just been through. I don’t claim to know everything about this benefit, but I found out enough to get the Pension for my dad. This info needs to get out to the FAMILIES of our senior vets who can apply for the benefit for their parents and wade through the waist deep paperwork that has to be filed with VA. But if you don’t have enough info from the beginning, you’ll be denied and give up. VA doesn’t give ALL the info. VA website LOOKS informative, but doesn’t tell the half of it. Most service organizations don’t give ALL the info. So I compiled what I learned from EVERYONE. Unfortunately, I have to charge $20.00 for the booklet, because it’s not cheap to have it printed up. I tried printing it on my home computer, after about 30 copies my printer died. I also keep a P.O. Box for receiving orders. I’m not going to get rich off this; I’m just trying to cover my costs. I have gone to the local Senior Community Centers with this info, my local newspaper did an article on this booklet, and I’ve done seminars to get the info out. But there is a whole nation of Vets and their families that don’t know about this benefit. PLEASE LET YOUR READERS KNOW. If anyone is interested in my booklet, they can order it at: Benefit Booklet, P.O.Box 40, Flat Rock, MI 48134. Thanks so much. D. Holbrook

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