Favorite Songs about Looking-Finding.Tell us your Favorite.Freeper Canteen 12~27~13

[Heart-Rest]

Thank you too, Kathy in Alaska, for all you do here, and may you have a very Blessed and Merry Christmas time, and a wonderful and rewarding New Year.

(And regarding your tagline, may God bless you also with the fullness of assurance and trust in Him and His promises, and bless you with the "peace that passes understanding".)

[Kathy in Alaska]

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good morning/afternoon/evening/night Troops, wherever you are.

Thank you for doing your part to help keep all of us free and safe.

Thanks, unique, for the pastries.

Coffee is always on........

How about a donut?

Cookies?

Veggies?

Snacks?

[Kathy in Alaska]

God bless and keep safe our troops worldwide.

Good night.

Statler Brothers ~ How Great Thou Art

[E.G.C.]

A very pleasant good morning to everyone at the Canteen and to all our military at home and abroad. Thanks for your service to our country.

((HUGS))Good morning, Kathy. How's it going?

[E.G.C.]

BTTT

[Arrowhead1952]

Good morning to everyone at the Canteen. 40º with overcast skies. Headed for the doc about 10 this morning.

[GodBlessRonaldReagan]

Looking Around - Yes

[luvie]

Goooood mornin', Early Birds!
Whoooooo's ready for some weekend?
I am, but have to work part of it. LOL!
Hope all of you have a wonderful one!
(((hugs)))

[E.G.C.]

((HUGS))Good morning, LUV W. How’s it going?

[luvie]

Howdy, EGC! (((hugs)))

It’s all good. Pretty clear but frosty morning. It will warm
up later. I hope you and Bo have a good day...and stay cozy! :)

[Arrowhead1952]

Good morning LUV and (((HUGS))). Heading for the doc in about one hour.

[dirtboy]

While on the subject of The Who:

The Seeker

[Fiji Hill]

Dorogoi Dlinnoyu (Along a Long Road)--Alexander Vertinskii (1926)

Translation
They were riding in a troika with bells,
and in the distance there were glimmering lights.
I’d rather go now with you, my dears,
I’d rather distract my soul from the yearning.

[Chorus]
Along a long road, and on a moonlit night,
And with that song that flies away with jingle-jangle,
And with that ancient, seven-stringed one (guitar)
That tortured me so much at nights…

Living this way, without joy, without torture,
I do remember the past years
and your silvery hands
in a troika that flew away forever….

But it turns out our song was futile,
In vain we burned night in and night out.
If we have finished with the old,
Then those nights have also left us!

The days run on, multiplying the sorrows,
it is so hard for me to forget the past.
Some day, my dear,
you shall take me to bury (dead hero to the cemetery)

Out into our native land, and by new paths,
We have been fated to go now!
…You rode on a troika with sleigh bells,
[But] you’ve long since passed by!

[georgiegirl]

THANK you! That was just the song and it’s great hearing it again (and seeing it ever).

[fatima]

What a sad song.:)Sorry had to run last night.Had the perfect day planned for today.I am emergency backup babysitter and got a call our 2 year old grandson had a fever at daycare so guess what.I’m not getting anything done today.Just put him in for a nap.Put a call out for help so 14 and 12 year old Grandsons are on their way to lend a hand.

[Fiji Hill]

Prayers for your grandson, and I hope he quickly gets well.

[fatima]

Thanks,he just woke up from his nap is is sluglish.He has Little O and Con Con to play with .Will keep checking his temp.((((Hugs)))