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If you don't draw yours, I won't draw mine. A police officer, working in the small town that he lives in, focusing on family and shooting and coffee, and occasionally putting some people in jail.

Monday, May 26, 2008

Give me just a minute, here.

I need a few seconds for an exercise of your mind, and I'm seriously asking you to devote your attention to the task for about a minute.

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--Think of the most vibrant, most energetic young man or woman you know.
--Think of their earnest dedication to what they believe in, whether or not it's popular with others.
--Think of how exceptional they are. How they seem, to you, to stand out in a crowd of their peers.
--Think about their smile. Think about their voice.
--Think about the leadership that they are learning to display.
--Think about how this young man or woman that you're considering represents everything that is good and right about our society, and how important it is that he or she gets to help shape our future.
--Think about how much he or she means to his or her loved ones. How irreplaceable this young person, in the prime of his life, is to his family and friends.
--Think of how many of us know young men and women like that --the young lions of our world-- whom we expect to go on to lead this nation as they grow older.
--Think about these important young people, and realize: it is from this pool of our citizens that we ask to die in the service of our nation.

If your special someone is not in harm's way, think about all of those who are the special someones of others, who are. And realize that those others love their serviceman just as you love your young person. And here we come to the hardest part: imagining what it would be like to find out that your loved one has been killed in service of his nation. It's so painful to consider, that it seems unfathomable, yet I'm asking you to do it, for just a minute. Consider the profundity of the sacrifice. The depth of the pain.

Please remember those who fell and are falling, for our nation. At least for today.


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At Monday, May 26, 2008 6:25:00 PM, Blogger Assrot said...

I know that feeling all to well my friend. I lost an Uncle in Vietnam and I have a cousin that has been MIA since 1969. He was also on a tour of duty in Vietnam at the time. We have never heard or seen anything about my cousin since he was declared MIA.

God Bless all the soldiers out there fighting for our freedom, God already has the ones that fought and died for our freedom. I'm sure he is treating them well.

Imagine the surprise the likes of Osama and his ilk get when they wake up and see their red-skinned, horned devil rather than the wonderful, almighty they so smugly think they will meet up with.


Happy Memorial Day to all. May God bless each and every one that has fought for what is right even when it is unpopular to do so.

At Monday, May 26, 2008 7:43:00 PM, Blogger Old NFO said...

Thanks Matt- You said it well, and hopefully people will understand. I lost quite a few friends over the years, both to combat and to training accidents, but bottom line, they still died in service to their country.

The hardest thing I have ever had to do was to be a pallbearer and try to comfort the wife who kept asking why? Why? Why?

At Monday, May 26, 2008 8:22:00 PM, Blogger Rogue Medic said...

Excellent post.

At Monday, May 26, 2008 8:32:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Amen brother.

At Wednesday, May 28, 2008 9:27:00 AM, Blogger phlegmfatale said...

Hear. Hear.


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