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I gotta tell you I really love the period between late November and early January. This is the time of year when everyone, for no particular reason is cheery to one another; some actually even go out of their way to be friendly. It is unfortunate this is a cyclic phenomenon; although I will take what I can get. I am also not so foolish to think that we will all be singing Kumbayah soon; it’s hard to do the right thing when our Capital Hill Leadership does not ‘toe the line’ – they surely do not envisage “role models” when our Commander in Chief is making an effort to slow down this bob sled.
I like putting up Christmas lights and related garnishments round the house symbolizing one’s belief in this time of year. If you can imagine Christmas Lights are actually the “runway lights,’ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Runway for Santa; the more lights you have the better for him to see your home, or at least that is what we tell our children. Rather they outside and or inside, the more the better. Now I am alittle Christmas light challenged because I rarely ever get a full strand to work, it’s always that one rascally bulb or fuse that will not work. I am forever having a hard time figuring out where the faulty light is hiding. I understand the concept the lights work within a circuit; if one is damaged it affects the whole strand. Sorta like our so called Capital Hill leadership, some lights shine brightly, others are intermittent, some are dim and far too many just don’t work,…if you know what I mean.
Still though I have to get the lights to work because what we are doing today is for our children’s tomorrow and they still believe; so I won’t give up. I’ll be honest with you it takes me more than a couple of tries before I finally get everything connected and working; the white lights connected to Santa, the colorful lights connected to the wreaths and reindeer and finally the icicle lights up the manger. Yes perfect now we have our runway lights working and we are ready for Santa to come on down.
My prayers are said for each of you reading this that your Christmas and New Years are GOD Blessed and shared with many family and friends and showered with an abundance of happiness and joy; with more than enough to carry through many years to follow. I would like to leave you with a poem, rather a combination thereof:
Twas the night before Christmas
When all through the house not a creature was stirring
Not even a mouse
The stockings all hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there
The children were nestled all safe in their beds
While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear…
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother…
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall…"
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
My point is if you are currently paying for services I ask that you PLEASE give some consideration to allowing a veteran to do the work. Both abroad as well domestically "keeping the barbarians at the gate" is something we are very good at; imagine what we can do for you?
What is a Veteran? I like the following definition by an unknown author: A veteran is someone who, at one point in his/her life, wrote a blank check made payable to "The United States of America," for an amount of "up to and including my life."
In closure I’d like to leave you with a funny CHRISTMAS STORY
http://www.wabcradio.com/FlashPlayer/default.asp?SPID=22807&ID=2050461 and great works from our Hip Kitty band HIP KITTY
Will You Save the Hero http://youtu.be/ppfmTGERRTU
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