Just Ducky
Posted on 07/04/2002 12:10:57 AM PDT by Mama_Bear
If I ever marry, I'll remember all the good advice from guys like you, blackie, Diver, and the others who've been so proud to speak of the lovely women in their lives.
I hope I'm as fortunate.
Just Ducky
Cute!
A hat always makes the duck, I say.
Powerful stuff.
Folks, this is all that freeper TexanaRed has left after the floods that hit Kerrville, Texas.
If you would like to help:
I am blessed by the responses.
An autographed baseball bat and photo are part of a memorabilia display commemorating Ted William's 1942 winning of the Triple Crown (American League leader in batting average, home runs and runs batted in), is shown at the Ted Williams Museum in Hernando, Florida, July 5, 2002. The legendary baseball star, one of the greatest American hitters of all time and the last to hit .400 for a season, died Friday at age 83 after being rushed to hospital with breathing problems, emergency and hospital officials said. The hall of Famer also won a Triple Crown in the 1947 season. REUTERS/ Charles W. Luzier
Bringing me some?????
I will say amen to that. Yes, I do see the changes you mentioned and I am so very thankful for that. I pray it is lasting day by day.
Here we have that dreaded Valley fog, too. I always shiver then. It can be brutal to the bones.
Is it still a great day if someone steals your elephant logo?
...ROTFL!
When I was a kid, I used to walk to the movie house. I'd look at the flag in the courthouse square. I always will remember how good it made me feel. My feelings actually went beyond just a good, warm feeling, the sight of that flag made me feel safe, and loved. That flag has always made me feel that way.
The sight of that flag always made me think that I could do anything, and so many times it proved my feeling right. I used to take the flag down at our house when I was a kid. I remember feeling the stitches and thinking that it is a piece of many cloths, sewn together by delicate thread. But, when it was all together it was a symbol of the greatest love, and the greatest strength this world has ever seen.I remember thinking that as long as I could see that flag I would always be home.
When I was a young lad of 19 years I went half way around the world to fight a war for that flag, and all it stood for. I was scared, and I was lonely, till I saw that flag, then I was home. I was eating dinner with my family, I was kissing my girl goodnight, I was looking at the stars in my backyard. As we left base camp for a 3 week patrol I would stand, silent and still, for a moment looking at the flag. A tear would come to my eye, and a prayer on my lips..."God, make me good enough to die for my country if I must, and make me good enough to live for it if I can".
Well, He must of had a higher purpose for me, because here I am, typing this. Today I raised that flag, just after dawn. I took it in my hands and I looked at those little stitches that hold together those pieces of cloth. I had a shudder of life run up my spine, and a tear came to my eye. A great banner of many cloths held together by those little stitches. That flag protects me, and my family. It makes us feel safe, it brings us home, it gives us comfort, it binds us together and makes us one. Those little stitches holding together those pieces of varied cloth, they bring me home and protect me.
As my flag took it's first breath of the morning breeze it snapped and started flying, proudly in that breeze. I felt so safe standing there under it. It was shouting it's defiance against enemies, it was waving it's call of unity and freedom for all Americans. It reminded me that I was a part of the greatest thing that mankind has ever done. I could almost hear those little stitches say..."We'll hold these pieces of cloth together, and we'll do it as long as it takes. When we are done, and we can't do it anymore there will be more of us to do this thing again, and again, and again". These are the little stitches that keep our nation together. They are you and I, they are your neighbor, and your crazy cousin. They are Freepers, and the Robinsons, and all the "faithful". We're all little stitches that hold together the pieces of cloth that make up our nation. When we see it, we feel safe, and we walk home, unafraid.
Timy
As for "Laissez les bons temps rouler, cher!", I just LOVE the way you say darlin' ...:))) - (looking down; batting eyelashes..)
(invisible) ones like you, enrich our lives greatly.
We cannot 'see' you, but you are like an elusive ray of sunshine, warming and brightening our days.
Thanks, whoever you are, for being His emissary.....please stay among us for our betterment.
Amen to timy being one of FR's Finest!
Proud and Honored to speak those words.
Mrs. DD and our three daughters have raised me quite well, me thinks.
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