T H A N K Y O U ! ! ! !
To all for your good wishes!
To all who helped bump the fundraising threads!
To all who made contributions to FreeRepublic!
God Bless Everyone!
YOU DID IT!
Posted on 09/19/2001 11:01:02 AM PDT by WIMom
T H A N K Y O U ! ! ! !
To all for your good wishes!
To all who helped bump the fundraising threads!
To all who made contributions to FreeRepublic!
God Bless Everyone!
YOU DID IT!
God Bless all of you brave and tireless workers and thanks for a fantastic job!
It is very clear that lodwick and I are probably brothers. One of my very best friends is a conservative black, and we call each other brothers as we feel and talk the same way!
Glad to be "related" to all my Freeper Brothers and Sisters who put this campaign together and did it so well. I'm glad to be "related" to the 1,000 or so regular donors to FreeRepublic!
I apologize for my non-participation (save for a bump of my monthly on the first day.)
And by popular demand...
Click the flag
Please tell me that it plays. I still have not figured out what my 'puter is doing with sound files.
You folks are the best!!
Plus I love to start Vanity threads even more! LOL
Thank you for all of your help in this effort! The morning crew wouldn't have made it without your coffee and donuts! The songs were wonderful! I know you're a humble dude so I won't go on any more. lodwick needs your address to send you the hat.
I'm praying for all of your active duty brothers and sisters.
God Bless YOU!
It sure does! Now I don't feel like some socialist lurker :)
I feel that it is my duty! God Bless You too!
(Note from Jim Mica) I am forwarding this very cautiously, but with a purpose. In light of every heartbreaking catastrophe, Americans have a resilience that allows them to get right back up and get on with getting on. Someone wrote "The Binch" below, and somehow the whole thing struck me as so typically American a reaction, plus it reminded me of how Dr. Seuss could teach such a powerful lesson to small children in terms they could understand. I hope you appreciate it as much as I did:
Every U down in Uville liked U.S. a lot,
But the Binch, who lived Far East of Uville, did not.
The Binch hated U.S! the whole U.S. way!
Now don't ask me why, for nobody can say,
It could be his turban was screwed on too tight.
Or the sun from the desert had beaten too bright
But I think that the most likely reason of all
May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.
But, Whatever the reason, his heart or his turban,
He stood facing Uville, the part that was urban.
"They're doing their business," he snarled from his perch.
"They're raising their families! They're going to church!
They're leading the world, and their empire is thriving,
I MUST keep the S's and U's from surviving!"
Tomorrow, he knew, all the U's and the S's,
Would put on their pants and their shirts and their dresses,
They'd go to their offices, playgrounds and schools,
And abide by their U and S values and rules,
And then they'd do something he liked least of all,
Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small,
Would stand all united, each U and each S,
And they'd sing Uville's anthem, "God bless us! God bless!"
All around their Twin Towers of Uville, they'd stand,
and their voices would drown every sound in the land.
"I must stop that singing," Binch said with a smirk,
And he had an idea--an idea that might work!
The Binch stole some U airplanes in U morning hours,
And crashed them right into the Uville Twin Towers.
"They'll wake to disaster!" he snickered, so sour,
"And how can they sing when they can't find a tower?"
The Binch cocked his ear as they woke from their sleeping,
All set to enjoy their U-wailing and weeping,
Instead he heard something that started quite low,
And it built up quite slow, but it started to grow--
And the Binch heard the most unpredictable thing...
And he couldn't believe it--they started to sing!
He stared down at U-ville, not trusting his eyes,
What he saw was a shocking, disgusting surprise!
Every U down in U-ville, the tall and the small,
Was singing! Without any towers at all!
He HADN'T stopped U-Ville from singing! It sung!
For down deep in the hearts of the old and the young,
Those Twin Towers were standing, called Hope and called Pride,
And you can't smash the towers we hold deep inside.
So we circle the sites where our heroes did fall,
With a hand in each hand of the tall and the small,
And we mourn for our losses while knowing we'll cope,
For we still have inside that U-Pride and U-Hope.
For America means a bit more than tall towers,
It means more than wealth or political powers,
It's more than our enemies ever could guess,
So may God bless America! Bless us! God bless!
(Thanks to Jim Mica from The Humor Digest)
Thank you
Thank you so much, you stupid childless PUD! WAY TO GO,you spermless wonder!
Thanks so much, for the alert!
You just to this to "get me going"! ROFLMAO, lov'ya, lodwick
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