FReeper Canteen ~ Memorial Day 2013 ~ May 27, 2013

Serving The Best Troops and Veterans In The World !! | StarCMC

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening, AR....for sure, we will never forget.

Hope all is well with you and yours. Did you get an alpaca? Is kitty helping you post?

We thank you for your service to our country.

[Kathy in Alaska]

And in first....Mac grabs the gold!!

[ConorMacNessa]

REST IN PEACE, FALLEN BROTHER!



Corporal Aleksandre Kvitsinadze
42nd Battalion, Georgian Army
KIA Afghanistan 13 May 2013

I have fought a good fight,
I have finished my course,
I have kept the faith.
2 Timothy 4:7 (KJV)

God Of Our Fathers
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Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in peace!
We who remain hold you in high honor.
Rest, fallen brother, in this sacred precinct;
We who remain keep this place sacred.
Rest, fallen brother, among these, your comrades;
We who remain keep the watch.
Rest, fallen brother, among these who answered the Nation’s call;
We who remain press the fight forward in your name.
Rest, fallen brother, lay down thy burden;
We who remain have taken up the torch.
Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in eternal peace!

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TAPS
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"Riamh nár dhruid ó sbairn lann!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[luvie]

God rest the souls of the fallen heroes, no matter where they’re from!

[Kathy in Alaska]

And in second....Brad snags the silver!!

[ConorMacNessa]

Welcome To All Who Enter This Canteen, To Our Serving Military, To Our Veterans, To All Military Families, To Our FRiends and To Our Allies!



Missing Man Setting

"The Empty Chair"

By Captain Carroll "Lex" Lefon, USN (RET), on December 21st, 2004

"In the wardroom onboard the aircraft carrier from which I recently debarked was a small, round table, with single chair. No one ever sat there, and the reasons, both for the table being there, and for the fact that the chair was always empty, will tell the reader a little bit about who we are as a culture. The wardroom, of course, is where the officers will dine; morning, noon and evening. It is not only a place to eat – it is also a kind of oasis from the sometimes dreary, often difficult exigencies of the service. A place of social discourse, of momentary relief from the burdens of the day. The only things explicitly forbidden by inviolable tradition in the wardroom are the wearing of a cover or sword by an officer not actually on watch, or conversation which touches upon politics or religion. But aboard ships which observe the custom, another implicit taboo concerns the empty chair: No matter how crowded the room, no matter who is waiting to be seated, that chair is never moved, never taken.

The table is by the main entrance to the wardroom. You will see it when you enter, and you will see it when you leave. It draws your eyes because it is meant to. And because it draws your eyes it draws your thoughts. And though it will be there every day for as long as you are at sea, you will look at it every time and your eyes will momentarily grow distant as you think for a moment. As you quietly give thanks.

AS YOU REMEMBER.

The small, round table is covered with a gold linen tablecloth. A single place setting rests there, of fine bone china. A wineglass stands upon the table, inverted, empty. On the dinner plate is a pinch of salt. On the bread plate is a slice of lemon. Besides the plate lies a bible. There is a small vase with a single red rose upon the table. Around the vase is wound a yellow ribbon. There is the empty chair.

We will remember because over the course of our careers, we will have had the opportunity to enjoy many a formal evening of dinner and dancing in the fine company of those with whom we have the honor to serve, and their lovely ladies. And as the night wears on, our faces will in time become flushed with pleasure of each other’s company, with the exertions on the dance floor, with the effects of our libations. But while the feast is still at its best, order will be called to the room – we will be asked to raise our glasses to the empty table, and we will be asked to remember:

The table is round to show our everlasting concern for those who are missing. The single setting reminds us that every one of them went to their fates alone, that every life was unique.

The tablecloth is gold symbolizing the purity of their motives when they answered the call to duty.

The single red rose, displayed in a vase, reminds us of the life of each of the missing, and their loved ones who kept the faith.

The yellow ribbon around the vase symbolizes our continued determination to remember them.

The slice of lemon reminds us of the bitterness of their fate.
The salt symbolizes the tears shed by those who loved them.
The bible represents the faith that sustained them.
The glass is inverted — they cannot share in the toast.
The chair is empty — they are not here. They are missing.

And we will remember, and we will raise our glasses to those who went before us, and who gave all that they had for us. And a part of the flush in our faces will pale as we remember that nothing worth having ever came without a cost. We will remember that many of our brothers and sisters have paid that cost in blood. We will remember that the reckoning is not over.

We many of us will settle with our families into our holiday season, our Christmas season for those who celebrate it, content in our fortune and prosperity. We will meet old friends with smiles and laughter. We will meet our members of our family with hugs. We will eat well, and exchange gifts and raise our glasses to the year passed in gratitude, and to the year to come with hope. We will sleep the sleep of the protected, secure in our homes, secure in our homeland.

But for many families, there will be an empty chair at the table this year. A place that is not filled.

WE SHOULD REMEMBER."

Thanks To Alfa6 For Finding Capt. Lefon's Chronicle Of "The Empty Chair."

Robert Schumann – “Traumerei”
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Never Forget The Brave Men And Women Who Gave Their Lives To Secure Our Freedom!!

"Riamh nár dhruid ó sbairn lann!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

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Honoring Our Fallen

[GulfWar1Vet]

Hi Kathy! Thank you for this Memorial Day post!!

[SkyDancer]

Hi Conor!

[ConorMacNessa]

MEMORIAL DAY 2013

/>IN FLANDERS FIELDS

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.

Lt. Col. John McCrea
Canadian Expeditionary Force
3May1915

KEEP FAITH WITH OUR FALLEN!
WE WILL NEVER FORGET!
BY VIRTUE OF THEIR SACRIFICE
WE LIVE IN FREEDOM!!

"Riamh nár dhruid ó sbairn lann!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[Kathy in Alaska]

And rounding out the top three....mountainlion bags the bronze!!

[ConorMacNessa]

G'day, Janey!

*HUGS*

I hope you have a great Memorial Day Weekend!



"Riamh nár dhruid ó sbairn lann!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[ConorMacNessa]

Good afternoon, Brother! It has been some long time since we have chatted - I hope all is well with you!

I hope you and yours have a great Memorial Day!



"Riamh nár dhruid ó sbairn lann!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[ConorMacNessa]

Good evening, LUV!

*HUGS*

They rest with the Angels! I hope you have a great Memorial Day Weekend!

Godspeed your son!



"Riamh nár dhruid ó sbairn lann!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening, Gulf...((HUGS))...hope you are enjoying your weekend.

We thank you for your service to our country.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening, Mac...*HUGS*...still the taxi driver today?

A nice BBQ?

The sun is only just thinking about coming out now, at 1935, but the day has been nice. Helped my Mom with some gardening stuff, and did some garage cleaning.

We thank you for your service to our country.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening, mountainlion...thanks for "another" Arlington.

Hope you've had a good weekend.

We thank you for your service to our country.

[ConorMacNessa]

Good evening again, Kathy!

***MORE HUGS***

A fairly restful day today. It was an absolutely beautiful late Spring day here - sunny and in the low 70's. A bit windy.

I took my son David to work after Church and spent the afternoon going through papers. Daniel went out into both the Front and Back Gardens, watered and fertilized.

I made a chicken stir-fry for dinner that came out quite well if I do say so myself. This evening, I've been here on FR and on Facebook posting things - dredging up some old family photos, etc.

I'm off tomorrow and start on a new project Tuesday - short term, as in one or two weeks. I have applications in for a project up in Philly and for a Staff Attorney job with a firm in D.C. Should know something definite by next weekend.



"Riamh nár dhruid ó sbairn lann!"

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[luvie]

Thank you, Conor! (((hugs)))

I hope you and your family have a lovely day, too!

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening/morning, Mayor, and thank you for today's sustenance.

Hope you are enjoying a quiet and relaxing weekend.

We thank you for your service to our country.