USO Canteen FReeper Style ~ Pancakes on Wednesday ~ 08 October 2003

Canteen FRiends ~ Radix

[Kathy in Alaska]

Look at you, #50!! BRATTKID!!

[68-69TonkinGulfYachtClub]

Belated Birthday wishes for Mrs. Aeronaut

[Kathy in Alaska]

The 'Sunny' also rises: "Sunny Boy" is inflated so it can soon join the other balloons in the Albuquerque (N.M.) International Balloon Fiesta.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Unrida-bull: Bull and cowboy switch roles in the bull riding competition at the San Dimas (Calif.) Western Days Rodeo. Despite appearances, rider Rowdy Payton was not hurt, just soiled.

[Soaring Feather]

Wow, wow that graphic is so kewl!!

[minor49er]

That looks like it could have hurt.
This picture has just made sure, that I will never go bull riding.

[minor49er]

Hi!

[minor49er]

What?

[minor49er]

Who?

[minor49er]

150

[Soaring Feather]

Hi minor49er!!

How be you??

School going well??

[Aeronaut]

She thanks you, sir, and all the rest of you that wished her a HB. You guys are neat!

[68-69TonkinGulfYachtClub]

"Is he running a muck?"

He's staring at my lunch! LOL

[minor49er]

Hi bentfeather!!
I'm doing good.
School is great.
We read to the little kiddies again today.
How are you doing?

[minor49er]

LOL!!
Honda does that. Then, he jumps up on the table and sits next to the food that is there. And he just stares at it. He never eats it, just stares.
How is the goat doing?
How are YOU doing?

[Kathy in Alaska]

What it Means to Love a Soldier

By Jamie Reese Special to American Forces Press Service

FORT HOOD, Texas, Oct. 8, 2003 -- She stands in line at the post office waiting to send a package to her husband, a U.S. Army soldier serving in Kuwait. Envelopes, pens, paper, stamps, sunscreen, eye-drops, gum, batteries, powdered Gatorade, baby wipes and Twizzlers.

He said he needed the sunscreen and baby wipes. She threw in the Twizzlers.

There's a common bond at the post office in this military town. People aren't just sending letters and packages; they are sending smiles, hope, love and just a touch of home. People look around at the others, sharing their concern, fear and pride. They take comfort knowing they are not alone.

Passing through the gate leaving the Army post, she enters another world. A world filled with pawnshops, surplus stores, barbershops, fast food galore and, of course, "Loans, Loans, Loans."

This is a life that includes grocery shopping at a place called the Commissary. A life that has her venturing to the Post Exchange, referred to as the PX, instead of heading to Wal-Mart. This is where you come to learn, appreciate and respect the ceremonious traditions of Reveille and Retreat, and of course, the National Anthem from a completely different perspective.

At 6 a.m., or as the soldiers call it, 0600 hours, Reveille can be heard across post. The bugle call officially begins the military workday. At 1700 hours Retreat sounds signaling the day's end. Soldiers render salutes, chatter fades and all eyes are drawn to the nearest flag. At 2300 hours, the bugle sounds Taps, denoting not only the "final hour" of the day, but also honoring those we have lost.

The rest of the story

[Soaring Feather]

Doing well today, yesterday was a wipe out literally.

Really felt lousy, much better today, thanks.

[Fawnn]

LOL!!!

My life feels so empty now, I could flip.
Nobody's ever fed me potato chip dip.

;(

[E.G.C.]

BTTT!!!!!!

[E.G.C.]

BTTT!!!!!!!