We owe more than a debt of gratitude to the men and women of our armed services past and present. We owe our very nationhood to them; guard it, as they have.
At movements quiet is heard, while nations are grumbling.
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David Adler
We owe more than a debt of gratitude to the men and women of our armed services past and present. We owe our very nationhood to them; guard it, as they have.
At movements quiet is heard, while nations are grumbling.
There are not enough lion hearts!
Where are the Bodhisattvas? Those stalwarts of good conscience? Trojans of old? Spartans of steel. Ancient Romans of virtue? Menes men all!
Remembrances and prayers, this day and every day, and know where they are. Rest…the trumpet shall continue to sound, no matter the politicians.
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