[Billthedrill]

A very late good evening to all. Stunning autumn evening in Idaho and I'm probably drunker than I should be, but what the heck, this is, after all, where I want to be and you've all put up with me for longer than you should have. Good to see the names on this thread. Good to see you're all still fighting.

Which brings me to the topic. When do you stop fighting? When you're half broke? When you've lost a leg, say? At what point is it enough, that it's all that they could ask, and that you pass the torch to others who are yet whole, who can, at least, march without hurting? How about two legs? What then, do you stop, because it's all you can do, and you fade quietly into oblivion? Can you still stay up nights, after all these years? Can you watch your sons pick up the torch without falling back into senescence? Can you still drag yourself to keyboard and monitor and fight for your country? Can you do that?

Thanks, Jim.

[glock rocks]

Bless you Bill.

Me and my sons are still up.

[Jim Robinson]

Thank you all very much. Don’t have a leg to stand on, but still kicking and fighting. Will continue as long as God gives me strength to hit the keys or pull a trigger.

[Chickensoup]

Which brings me to the topic. When do you stop fighting? When you’re half broke? When you’ve lost a leg, say? At what point is it enough, that it’s all that they could ask, and that you pass the torch to others who are yet whole, who can, at least, march without hurting? How about two legs? What then, do you stop, because it’s all you can do, and you fade quietly into oblivion? Can you still stay up nights, after all these years? Can you watch your sons pick up the torch without falling back into senescence? Can you still drag yourself to keyboard and monitor and fight for your country? Can you do that?

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That brought tears to my eyes. You have been one of the most thoughtful posters here on FR.