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FReeper Canteen - Tunes For Our Troops
Out Troops Rock!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
| The Canteen DJ's
Posted on 10/25/2013 6:00:11 PM PDT by AZamericonnie
TOPICS: Culture/Society; Extended News; Free Republic
KEYWORDS: canteen; military; troopsupport
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To: LUV W
Hope your wing is getting better everyday Luvie Sue & trust Peaches & Ginger are taking good care of you! *Hugs*
To: AZamericonnie
Hi sweet friend :) I’m doing ok and that soldier of mine is going great guns! Thank you for asking!
Hugs!!!
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:12:58 PM PDT
by
Colonel_Flagg
(Some people meet their heroes. I raised mine. Go Army.)
To: AZamericonnie; All
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:14:30 PM PDT
by
Drumbo
("Democracy can withstand anything but democrats." - Jubal Harshaw [Robert A. Heinlein])
To: LUV W
Dudess, what is wrong with your arm?
To: AZamericonnie
Good evening, Connie, and thank you for the tribute to our troops. *HUGS*
Did your work-away-from-home week end on a good note? Not too much left over for next week?
More canning this weekend?
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:17:45 PM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
((~ RIP Brian...heaven's gain...the Coast Guard lost a good one.~))
To: spel_grammer_an_punct_polise
Good evening Gram & thank you for the tunes for our Troops! *Hugs*
Wheels greased...*check*
Vap-O-Rub...*check*
Valium....Oh....never mind!:)
To: AZamericonnie
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:21:17 PM PDT
by
left that other site
(You Shall Know the Truth, and the Truth Shall Set You Free...John 8:32)
To: AZamericonnie; All
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:21:34 PM PDT
by
Drumbo
("Democracy can withstand anything but democrats." - Jubal Harshaw [Robert A. Heinlein])
To: Kathy in Alaska
Good evening, Kathy!
*HUGS*
An easy commute this morning - a horrendous one this evening!
We're ready for the festivities - We're picking John-Man up Sunday morning for a day-long liberty. We're having brunch at a local tavern for Mrs. Mac's 60th Birthday about three weeks late. Mrs. Mac is getting a gift from her siblings and a gift from me.
I'll FReep Mail you with the details.
I hope that your renovations go smoothly - I'm sure your Mom will benefit from them.
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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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posted on
10/25/2013 7:25:52 PM PDT
by
ConorMacNessa
(HM/2 USN - 3/5 Marines RVN 1969 - St. Michael the Archangel defend us in Battle!)
To: Cindy
Good evening, Cindy, and thank you for the Friday Night Videos for our troops to enjoy. ((HUGS))
Nary a snowflake yet. How ‘bout you?
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:26:02 PM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
((~ RIP Brian...heaven's gain...the Coast Guard lost a good one.~))
To: AZamericonnie; All
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:26:23 PM PDT
by
Drumbo
("Democracy can withstand anything but democrats." - Jubal Harshaw [Robert A. Heinlein])
To: AZamericonnie; GodBlessUSA; Mrs.Nooseman; Kathy in Alaska; HiJinx; Colonel_Flagg; BIGLOOK; ...
Peaches and Ginger
are staying very close by!
Maybe it's because
they like it on the bed? :)
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:27:47 PM PDT
by
luvie
(All my heroes wear camos! Thank you David, Michael, Chris Txradioguy, JJ, CMS, & ALL of you heroes!)
To: AZamericonnie; All
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:28:17 PM PDT
by
Drumbo
("Democracy can withstand anything but democrats." - Jubal Harshaw [Robert A. Heinlein])
To: Kathy in Alaska
It did end on a good note & thank you for asking.
Have a big project going on & it’s going relativley well. Will finish next week. Some very funny scenerios thus far! :)
I made a batch of apple pumpkin pecan butter that I really loved & need to can some for Christmas this weekend.
Only 8 fridays til Christmas! LOL
Are you going to get any *YOU* time this weekend?
To: spel_grammer_an_punct_polise
Dude!
Rotator cuff surgery because of an accident at work.
Ugh!
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:29:16 PM PDT
by
luvie
(All my heroes wear camos! Thank you David, Michael, Chris Txradioguy, JJ, CMS, & ALL of you heroes!)
To: Kathy in Alaska; laurenmarlowe; BIGLOOK; alfa6; EsmeraldaA; SandRat; mylife; TMSuchman; PROCON; ...
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 others 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."
Many Thanks To Alfa6 For Finding Capt. Lefon's Chronicle Of "The Empty Chair."
"Träumerei" Robert Schumann (Click)
Never Forget The Brave Men And Women Who Gave Their Lives To Secure Our Freedom!!
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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)
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:30:18 PM PDT
by
ConorMacNessa
(HM/2 USN - 3/5 Marines RVN 1969 - St. Michael the Archangel defend us in Battle!)
To: Kathy in Alaska; laurenmarlowe; BIGLOOK; alfa6; EsmeraldaA; SandRat; mylife; TMSuchman; PROCON; ...
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 others 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."
Many Thanks To Alfa6 For Finding Capt. Lefon's Chronicle Of "The Empty Chair."
"Träumerei" Robert Schumann (Click)
Never Forget The Brave Men And Women Who Gave Their Lives To Secure Our Freedom!!
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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)
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:30:19 PM PDT
by
ConorMacNessa
(HM/2 USN - 3/5 Marines RVN 1969 - St. Michael the Archangel defend us in Battle!)
To: left that other site
Busy is good right?
Your fur baby is all well now?
To: The Mayor
Good evening, Mayor, and thank you for today’s sustenance for body and soul.
What day is the wedding? Oh, and you were right on time. d:o)
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posted on
10/25/2013 7:33:55 PM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
((~ RIP Brian...heaven's gain...the Coast Guard lost a good one.~))
To: ConorMacNessa; alfa6
Thank you for the Missing Man Setting as always Conor. I miss Alfa6...haven’t seen him in forever!
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