[Lux-In-Domino]

Great job my fellow American!
Here's a tribute to you and the many brave souls out there willing to make a stand ...

INVICTUS
William Ernest Henley. 1849–1903

OUT of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

[antaresequity]

It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.

Exactly! and might I add...to err is human...and to learn nothing from the experience is foolish...I am glad I have made so many mistakes...every one an opportunity to grow, learn and persevere