Amazing Power Point Presentation
Posted on 12/01/2006 8:08:18 PM PST by Soaring Feather
I hope your day is well and productive. My has been going well so far.
Hi starbase, good to see you!!
I have been wondering where your adventures have taken you.;)
Been pretty quiet here these days, everyone is tending to business.
Oh I think of all the places in the Orient, I would not like to visit Cambodia for the very reasons you stated.
I hope you find a pleasant room for your studying. Please zip around when ever you can, we like to hear from our foreign agent. LOL
I am please you enjoy the Lair and our decorations and wit.
Ah thanks Dad. Yes, actually I am getting somethings done. YAY, back is still bothering, but trying to ignore it and press on.
Afternoon all!
Afternoon Lady, nice picture-typical of our scenery.
How are you today, oh Soar One?!
Those born on this date:
French astrologer and prophet Nostradamus in 1503;
Danish astronomer and mathematician Tycho Brahe in 1546;
World War II U.S. air ace Jimmy Doolittle in 1896;
former Sen. Margaret Chase Smith of Maine in 1897;
slapstick bandleader Spike Jones in 1911;
comedian Morey Amsterdam in 1914;
horror novelist Shirley Jackson in 1919;
TV news producer Don Hewitt in 1922 (age 84);
country singer Charlie Rich in 1932;
and actresses Lee Remick in 1935,
Patty Duke in 1946 (age 60)
and Dee Wallace Stone in 1948 (age 58)
and Helen Slater in 1963 (age 43).
LOL, well, sore and moving. Did a fair bit in spite of it all. Spirits are high so that's a plus.
High spirits are all that matters.
I understand. My shoulder still gives me fits, but I have to get my job done so I ignore it as much as I can.
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Bob, this is exquisite, thank you.
Nite, nite.
Reposting this poem.
A Different Christmas Poem
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."
PLEASE, Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people
as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
U.S.service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities.
Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop
and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.
If you can read this, thank a teacher. If you are reading it in English, thank a soldier.
Hi y'all.....it's FRIDAY!!
hehehehe so cute, Good morning, Kathy!
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