Hooking up to the hotel internet was about as easy as the commute.
And they say the War is lasting too long!
I had the supreme pleasure of meeting the same soldier that Michelle mentions above.
I also had the distinct thrill of meeting Michelle as well. I couldn't’t help myself and gave her a great big hug! Thanked her for all her very wonderful and brave work and got a picture with her. She is so real and regular and weighs about the same as one of my legs. So tiny and yet what a powerhouse!
She spoke to me like we were old buds and told me a few things that were quite complementary to FR and freepers. The atmosphere there was so celebratory and up. There were folks from FR of course and GOE and folks who never attended such a thing before but had heard about the attempted desecration of the memorial and had to come, because they could not permit it. Young and old, black, white, Hispanic and Asian all smiling happy, proud and making a joyful noise to our honorable soldiers that they couldn't’t help but hear.
DC police and firefighters always honked loudly and a couple bleeped there sirens. Civilians did as well and often hung out their car windows to salute the crowd and yell approving sentiments.
I hope the GOE guy posts it over there. Even the ride back to the hotel was fun. I came back in a "convoy" with Concrete Bob and a few others. Also spoke today with 3DJoy, Kristinn and so many others. Tomorrow I'll be able to remember more names. People came from all over the country! It was such a positive day, it is hard to explain without being there. It was sheer joy. I met so many great folks including the founder of GOE. Tomorrow I should run into more Levinites,tomorrow. I will be trying to interview/record some folks for podcasting, but this may or may not be doable. God bless us all and Free Republic
Thanks for posting; thanks for sharing your experience.
FR’s finest support America’s finest. Thanks to all in attendance.
Hint, hint: It would be nice if Michelle would open up registration on her blog so we could comment there...
Here’s something for the troops...
Prayer of a Soldier in France
Joyce Kilmer (1886–1918)
MY shoulders ache beneath my pack
(Lie easier, Cross, upon His back).
I march with feet that burn and smart
(Tread, Holy Feet, upon my heart).
Men shout at me who may not speak
(They scourged Thy back and smote Thy cheek).
I may not lift a hand to clear
My eyes of salty drops that sear.
(Then shall my fickle soul forget
Thy Agony of Bloody Sweat?)
My rifle hand is stiff and numb
(From Thy pierced palm red rivers come).
Lord, Thou didst suffer more for me
Than all the hosts of land and sea.
So let me render back again
This millionth of Thy gift. Amen.