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I LOVE YA BROTHER!!!
To the cool men that have touched my life. Here’s to you!!! I was never a hero, but I am thankful I served among them.
A real Brother walks with you when the rest of the world walks on you.
Send to all your Band of Brothers, because the fake ones won’t.
And this was our ‘theme song’ when we were on the road, because of what we did…
One of the pilots was a country music fan, and lots of the military clubs still had juke boxes in them, usually with a few country songs on them… While Johnny Cash’s version is probably the ‘iconic’ version, Elvis had done a cover of this in 1970 and that was the one we ended up playing the most…
Memories are a funny thing, you mostly remember the good, very seldom the bad, and always remember the weird, humorous, or strange things that happened…
And sadly, this one is STILL pretty much my life, except there is no one left at home anymore…
I envy y’all that actually have stable lives, surrounded by family, friends and actually able to PLAN things more than two days in advance…
Oh well, enough of this mauldin crap… Y’all have a good weekend!!!
We all came together,
Both young and old
To fight for our freedom,
To stand and be bold.
In the midst of all evil,
We stand our ground,
And we protect our country
From all terror around..
Peace and not war,
Is what some people say.
But I’ll give my life,
So you can live the American way.
I give you the right
To talk of your peace.
To stand in your groups,
And protest in our streets.
But still I fight on,
I don’t bitch, I don’t whine.
I’m just one of the people
Who is doing your time.
I’m harder than nails,
Stronger than any machine.
I’m the immortal soldier,
I’m a U..S. MARINE!
So stand in my shoes,
And leave from your home.
Fight for the people who hate you,
With the protests they’ve shown.
Fight for the stranger,
Fight for the young.
So they all may have,
The greatest freedom you’ve won.
Fight for the sick,
Fight for the poor.
Fight for the cripple,
Who lives next door.
But when your time comes,
Do what I’ve done.
For if you stand up for freedom,
You’ll stand when the fight’s done
By: Corporal Aaron M. Gilbert , US Marine Corps USS SAIPAN, PERSIAN GULF
And here’s the letter…
Hey Dad,
Do me a favor and label this ‘The Marine’ and send it to everybody on your email list. Even leave this letter in it. I want this rolling all over the US and Canada and The World. I want every home reading it. Every eye seeing it. And every heart to feel it. So can you please send this for me? I would but my email time isn’t that long and I don’t have much time anyway.
You know what Dad? I wondered what it would be like to truly understand what JFK said in his inaugural speech. ‘When the time comes to lay down my life for my country, I do not cower from this responsibility. I welcome it.’ Well, now I know. And I do.. Dad, I welcome the opportunity to do what I do. Even though I have left behind a beautiful wife, and I will miss the birth of our first born child, I would do it 70 times over to fight for the place that God has made for my home. I love you all and I miss you very much. I wish I could be there when Sandi has our baby, but tell her that I love her, and Lord willing, I will be coming home soon. Give Mom a great big hug from me and give one to yourself too.
Aaron
Please let this marine (and all our military) know we care by passing his poem onto your friends even if you don’t usually take time to forward mail…do it this time!
Thanks,
So here it is… Let’s fulfill Aaron’s wish…
Full article HERE…
This pretty much points out the Dem’s agenda and response to crime in Philly, and as indicated by Wyatt and Capt America, it is TRULY becoming Filthydelpia…
This is just the start…
The Susan G. Komen for the Cure® Foundation has been developing somewhat of a reputation as a bully… threatening and filing lawsuits against anyone using their “trademarked” pink color (without a license from Komen) in product packaging, and even other groups using the term “cure” as part of their name or in the advertising of an event even when they were trying to fundraise for breast cancer.
I’m sorry, but just because you are doing some good, THAT does not give you the right to bully those other organizations that are also trying to do good…
Unless, it’s REALLY all about money, and not about providing anything other than big salaries to the few at the top…
And then it went totally South as I lost TWO !@#&* years worth of work email because they decided to upgrade the email version…
And killed my .pst file on the server…
Not only some historical stuff, but also current and ongoing projects that I was ‘forced’ to move off the main email because we are size limited in our mail boxes…
After four hours, one on-site tech, two remote techs, one tier two escalation, the answer was… “You’re screwed”
They not only killed the original .pst, they also corrupted the backup to the point that it is not salvageable either…
When the tech started trying to BS their way out, well I guess I looked kinda like this…
So the sum total for the day???
Not by choice…
Going to drink now…
Because I wasn’t thinking about primer strikes… REPEATED primer strikes, 6 or 7 times (3 trips out at night and 4 during the day)! Below is a round after just 2 primer strikes on a military round. Note that it is definitely indented. And I was shooting commercial ammo, not military grade ammo… So in all probability, I created a soft primer situation by reloading that same round…
All of them (and tech support at the manufacturer) agreed I was lucky that I didn’t have a slam fire earlier, and that I was stupid for forgetting that ‘rule’ when shooting semi-auto rifles.
SECOND mistake, we were unloading for the final packout coming home, and the round in the chamber didn’t get picked up by the extractor.
With the Mag out, turning away from everyone and in a safe direction, I dropped the bolt, and the rifle discharged.
Note- I DID obey all the rules and turned the rifle away in a safe direction (e.g. I knew what the backstop was, earth).
What I ‘should’ have done was stop when the round didn’t extract, take a rod and push the round out; then figure out why the extractor didn’t pick it up….
When I got back to the hotel, I partially disassembled the rifle and noted the extractor was partially broken! Whether this happened before or after, I’m not sure…
On return I called the manufacturer, they gave me an RMA and the rifle was returned to them for inspection. They ended up replacing the sear and the extractor was replaced.
Bottom line, MY stupidity, nothing else caused this ND. It was not the gun’s fault, not the ammo’s fault, it was MY FAULT…
Thankfully, no one was hurt, and other than ringing ears, no damage was done.
Trust me, I won’t ever make either of those mistakes again… And once again, we are NEVER too old to learn.
“A degraded sensualism deprives this life of its grace and refinement; the next of its dignity and sanctity. The fact that in Mohammedan law every woman must belong to some man as his absolute property, either as a child, a wife, or a concubine, must delay the final extinction of slavery until the faith of Islam has ceased to be a great power among men.
“Individual Moslems may show splendid qualities, but the influence of the religion paralyses the social development of those who follow it. No stronger retrograde force exists in the world. Far from being moribund, Mohammedanism is a militant and proselytizing faith. It has already spread throughout Central Africa, raising fearless warriors at every step; and were it not that Christianity is sheltered in the strong arms of science, the science against which it had vainly struggled, the civilization of modern Europe might fall, as fell the civilization of ancient
Sir Winston Churchill (The River War, first edition, Vol. II, pages 248-50, London: Longmans, Green Co., 1899).