Nice Tributes Kathy, thanks.
20,000 MIA in WWII and almost all the POWs form this camp disappeared into Russia.
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Hat Tip and Requiescat in pace
Weaving threads?
Good for you make a blanket for the troops.
Often called The March King, composer and band director John Philip Sousa created music that has been played by bands around the world for more than a hundred years. As Loras John Schissel, music historian and conductor of the Virginia Grand Military Band, said, Sousa is to marches what Beethoven is to symphonies. Sousa understood the power of music to motivate, encourage, and inspire people.
In Old Testament times, the people of Israel were often inspired to compose and sing songs to celebrate Gods help during times of need. When the Lord saved His people from certain destruction by Pharaohs army, Moses and the children of Israel sang this song to the Lord . . . I will sing to the Lord, for He has triumphed gloriously! The horse and its rider He has thrown into the sea! The Lord is my strength and song, and He has become my salvation (Ex. 15:1-2).
Music has the power to lift our spirits by reminding us of Gods faithfulness in the past. When were discouraged, we can sing songs and hymns that raise our eyes from the challenging circumstances we face to see the power and presence of the Lord. We are reminded that He is our strength, our song, and our salvation.
INSIGHT
: Mosess song after the Israelites had passed through the Red Sea and were delivered from the pursuing Egyptians has two perspectivesone looking back and one looking forward. In the first verses, Moses reflects on what God has done to deliver His people (vv. 1-2). In the later verses, Moses looks forward to what God will do to establish His people in their new land (vv. 13-18).
A Very Blessed Memorial Day Weekend to all our Beloved FReepers.
((((HUGS))))
Absent Companions.
You will be Remembered, Forever!
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Good morning, Everyone.
Good morning to our
AWESOME
military, our allies, and their families
Thank you, Ma, for preparing the Canteen
for todays activities.
A very lovely thread and
nice history reminder.
I watched the Memorial Day concert
on WETA last night
(try to catch it every year)
and their stories break your heart
one moment, and
swell with pride the next.
And, let's not forget the families
who take care of the wounded, or
suffer the loss of a loved one.
O P E N
So, come on in and sit for a while.
There's always plenty of coffee, tea
pancakes, conversation,
silliness, and plain old BS
REMEMBER THEM
DEFENDERS OF FREEDOM
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Kathy, well done, beautiful thread... thank you.
My thanks and continued gratitude to all on FR who have served this wonderful country.
I want to tell you a bit about my incredible father. He is now 98 years old. He lived with us until about a year ago, when we had to move him to a nursing home. (Altzhimers) We just couldn’t take care his nursing needs any longer. It broke my heart, but we had to do it.
At age 17, he left his family’s depression era farm in Kansas and hitchhiked to Fort Bliss, Texas. He grew up on a horse and wanted to serve his country. He enlisted in the Seventh Cavalry (lied about his age)as a horseman. When WW11 broke out, he went to the Army Air Corps and was stationed in the Pacific Theater. He was at Ie Shima when the Japanese delegation flew in to surrender. He took pictures of the Betty Bomber that flew in there that August. I treasure those old black and white photos.
After the war, He went to Germany and was an Air Force navigator during the Berlin Airlift. My mother, little sister and I followed him there to Ramersdorf, just outside of Munich. My Dad wanted me to understand the freedoms we have in our wonderful USA and took me to tour Andau, Dachau and Bergen-Belsen. This was in the late 40’s and the concentration camps had not been cleaned up yet. I’m certain that I was probably too young to see the horrors. I still have nightmares about it. On the upside,it made me the rather fierce patriot that I am today. Not a bad thing.
Returning stateside, we moved to Elmendorf AFB in Alaska, where he continued as a navigator. He was a gentle but firm father. His dad used the buggy whip on him and because of that he didn’t believe in spanking. Just seeing disappointment in his eyes was enough to make us want to please him. He was and is a remarkable man.
Right now, he is ready to die, I hate let him go, but if he’s ready, so am I.