Remember freedom? Most of us don't tote guns around town, and that's because our freedom is secure in the United States.
My path is not a military path, I don't own a gun. But I am grateful to those who have chosen to serve in the military.
I want to support and thank somebody I've never met because without them my life would be a whole lot different. Memorial Day is almost upon us, I choose to honor the living as well as the brave soldiers who gave their life to secure my freedom.
I'm sending cards to Cards For Heroes a really lovely .org that allows me to create a card to pass the love along and say thank you.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Memorial Day is coming up soon. I am getting more and more patriotic as I get older, appreciating our country and what we stand for as a democracy. Memorial Day honors those who lost their life while fighting for our freedom that we all too often take for granted.
No matter how you feel about the war or patriotism, you have to believe in the people who fight for freedom.
There is an easy way to show support for those who are fighting for freedom today. Cards for Heroes is an awesome endeavor set up to provide cards free of charge for troops in foreign lands to use to write to their family and loved ones.
If you are the slightest bit crafty, or if you have artistic kids (wink) (come on who's kids are NOT artistic) you can make a card or two or twenty and make an anonymous donation into your good deed bank account. Check them out and contribute!
So long as there are men there will be wars Albert Einstein
It doesn’t take a hero to order men into battle It takes a hero to be one of those men who go into battle Norman Schwarzkopf
The secret of happiness is freedom And the secret of freedom, courage Thucydides
In valor there is hope Puplius Cornelius Tacticus
For love of country they accepted death James a Garfield
In Flanders Fields a poem by Dr. John McCrae
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.
Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.
Patriotic art found at BL1961’s photostream on Flikr. http://www.flickr.com/photos/walkadog/ Check him out for more creative artsy photos, he blogs with most photos as well, very nice place to visit.
