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Posted on 11/23/2005 9:54:13 PM PST by snippy_about_it
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 World War Two Voices from the Front Bill Sykes of Plymouth, Combat Engineers and then 1095th Engineer Utility Company, Command SoPac, US Army Engineers 1942-1945 : "My first Thanksgiving, that was kind of a sad thing for me, being away from home and being young and not being with my family for Thanksgiving, missing the football games. And having no Thanksgiving -- we had no Thanksgiving. They attempted to do it in a field kitchen, but what can you do in a field kitchen? After that first Thanksgiving, though, they put on some beautiful meals. They had everything you could think of for Thanksgiving dinner. They really made a big effort to do it the proper way. We would find out who had the best dinner. And the Navy had the best dinner, I'll tell you right now. The Navy had really good Thanksgivings. They had the ships, you know. And they'd bring in all kinds of food. But the Army did pretty good, too. "The Thanksgiving dinners were served on trays. (My first one, with the Combat Engineers, was served in mess kits. That doesn't work too well.) They had cranberry sauce, stuffing, the whole thing. It was a good meal. But the feeling of Thanksgiving wasn't there. The meal was there, but the feeling of Thanksgiving wasn't. I guess you couldn't have Thanksgiving when you were overseas. There wasn't much to be thankful for. It was sad. Although, I guess there was some thankfulness, at least you were still alive!" Cliff Sampson of Plymouth, US Navy 1942-1945 : "My first military Thanksgiving was in 1942 at Great Lakes. We had a big mess hall and it was a typical Thanksgiving dinner with turkey and all the fixings, apple pie and mince pie. They tried to make it special and, of course, everybody was hepped on the war. Just being a little recruit, you didn't have much to say about it anyhow, you just did what they told you and ate what they gave you. But it was good food, I can't complain. Some of the food probably was better than a lot of people ever had before they were in the service. Some people came from poverty... "Thanksgiving 1945 I was home in Plymouth with my family and my wife. We were getting ready to settle down and I was back to work, running the store again. It was a great feeling to be home, after being blown up on a ship in July (the USS YMS 84 yard mind sweeper was blown up 3 July 1945, Cliff Sampson received the Purple Heart) and then in November, I'm out of the service and the war is over. I feel sorry for all those that didn't come back. It was a great experience, but it's too bad for those who had to leave us. They fought for a great cause." Bill Shepard of Plymouth, 102 Infantry Division ("Ozark Division"), U.S. Army, stationed in Ohio, Germany and Wales :  Thanksgiving Dinner Two Ozark infantrymen, Pfc William G. Curtis from San Diego, California, and Pfc Donald R. Stratton from Colville, Washington, enjoy a hasty meal in the battered window of a shell-torn house far, far from home. 23 November 1944. Waurichen, Germany. "The Armed Forces were absolutely adamant about getting the troops a Thanksgiving dinner, all over the world, no matter who you were or what you were doing. Whether it was on the front lines or in a big fort like Sam Houston in San Antonio, they always made sure that the Armed Forces got a Thanksgiving dinner. Christmas meals were also somewhat like that, but I remember the Thanksgiving dinners -- there were always turkeys and pies and everything you would have at home. The food was often cold, if you were in the field (Thanksgiving Day 1944, the Ozark Division had just broken through the Siegfried Line at Aachen), but it was Thanksgiving." Stanley Collins, US Navy :      |
Ooooops, I got the wrong kid, it's #4 and the end of the line who is celebrating.
WOO HOO, for Sam!! This man's talents are never ending. LOL
| November 24, 2005
A Lost Art
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The apostle Paul had never been to the church in Colosse, but he had heard all about it from Epaphras. He knew it was a church under attack by false teachers, so he prayed fervently for this congregation (Colossians 1:9-14; 2:4-7).
Among his requests, Paul asked that they would give joyful thanks to the Father because He had rescued them, moving them from the kingdom of darkness to the kingdom of His Son (1:12-13). We too need to be thankful for what Christ has done for us.
Thankfulness seems to be a lost art today. Warren Wiersbe illustrated this problem in his commentary on Colossians. He told about a ministerial student in Evanston, Illinois, who was part of a life-saving squad. In 1860, a ship went aground on the shore of Lake Michigan near Evanston, and Edward Spencer waded again and again into the frigid waters to rescue 17 passengers. In the process, his health was permanently damaged. Some years later at his funeral, it was noted that not one of the people he rescued ever thanked him.
Let's take time often to recall how God has rescued us from eternal death and has given us eternal life through His Son. Let's make certain that we never allow thanking the Father to become a lost art. —Dave Egner
With practice, anyone can master the art of thankfulness.
Nah, we are going to eat about 4:30 this afternoon. Then I will have some leftovers to take to work and share with my partner tonight.
Regards
alfa6 ;>}
Happy Thanksgiving, Mayor to you and yours.
Thank you for the spiritual food for the day.
Snow at my house.
Hiya mr. 6
Hi miss Feather
Bittygirl discovered crayons and walls mix this morning. Not to parental satisfaction, but they do mix.
Norm!
Oooo Aaaaahh
Thank you Feather, we have some snow but the southtowns will be getting buried with lake effect, 1 to 2 feet with blizzard conditions. So glad I live to the north.
God Bless you and yours this Thanksgiving.
Oh dear, more grey hair coming on. ;)
You know though I like this snow for Thanksgiving, feels more like a holiday with snow.
I'm gonna have to check these guys out. Whaddaya think they do?
Yikes . . . as in triple-layer chocolate pumpkin pie? xoxox 
I agree, it make inside the home cozy..
This is one of a series of photographs of the eclipse of the Sun which was taken from the Apollo 12 spacecrft during its transearth journey home from the Moon. This view was created when the Earth moved directly between the Sun and the Apollo 12 spacecraft.
Howdy ma'am
Nope. Today I've decided to grill a pork roast ... :)
Got the pork roast in the special marinate and will be firing up the charcoal shortly.
Have a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving!
Neil
Hiya Sam
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