Memorial Day

[RecMar8541]

To all those who have fallen, you are not forgotten.  For all those left standing, we recognize your sacrifice.  Thank You.

Recon

[Catt]

Thank you & may God bless  

[Bassboy15]

yes, thanks to all!

[fishbear]

To all those who have fallen, you are not forgotten.  For all those left standing, we recognize your sacrifice.  Thank You.

Recon

Amen!

Thank you to all and WE HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN!!

[.ghoti.]

To all those who have fallen, you are not forgotten. For all those left standing, we recognize your sacrifice. Thank You.

Recon

Thank you, too.

GK

[Root beer]

God Bless USA and her troops.

[Long Mike]

In memory of my Dad, who fought with the Marines in the Pacific during WWII and survived.   In memory of my friends Ron and Keith. who died in Nam. In memory of all those who have chosen to defend their country, both those who have gone before and those who do it now.  

[Zel]

I know Memorial Day is over, but I just read a piece by Scott Ott at scrappleface.com that I wanted to share.  I think he is one of the best satirists on the internet.

No Substitute Yet Found for U.S. Troop Blood  by Scott Ott

(2007-05-27) As the United States marks Memorial Day, recognizing those who sacrificed their lives in service to the country, scientists worldwide admit they are likely years away from discovering a fertilizer for freedom as effective as the blood of American troops.

Where liberty has sprouted around the world, said one unnamed scientist, we usually find American blood at its roots.

Studies show that the rich soil of Europe, Japan, South Korea, hundreds of Pacific Islands and thousands of square miles of other foreign territory have been saturated with what one scientist called that costly catalyst of human rights, that priceless antidote to tyranny, that precious reagent of democratic revolution.

Try as we might, we scientists can find no synthetic substitute for American blood, he said. Where diplomacy falters, and negotiations fail, where evil reigns, and fear makes men's arms hang limp, yet hope rises and moves in measure with the beating of American hearts. The soil of barren lands seems to cry out for this peerless nutrient. And we continue to marvel that volunteers still step forward to pledge their own blood for a cause whose accomplishment might await their last drop of devotion.