Friday, November 12, 2010

"Greater Love...

"Reflections in the Wall" Artist Unknown
hath no man...
That he would give up his life
For his (country)." ***

Yesterday our nation commemorated its veterans
For the 91st time (give or take)
Since it was originally called "Armistice Day"
At the end of WWI on November 11, 1918

That same month my Father was born
He would go on to serve in the Navy during WWII
He was assigned to a tanker ship, the USS Cimarron
He never saw combat

I would follow with service in the Air Force
For 24 years starting around the time of the Cuban Missile Crisis
And ending many years after the War in Viet Nam.
I spent two years in Thailand during the war and never saw combat

Wife Julieann would serve with me as a military spouse
For 18 of those years (that's 11 PCS moves for her in military parlance)
Many would argue that she did see combat
And that was possibly what she contemplated
On various occasions when she was trying to
Get me to do the right thing.

Between the three of us
Over 45 years of service...
Over 16,000 days of service
To our country

And here...is a fact
The sum of all those years
The sum of all those days
Is not even a drop in the bucket

In comparison to one Soldier, Sailor,
Marine or Airman's day in combat
With precious life at risk
Not one drop.
Period.

These are the ones we hold closest to our hearts on Veteran's Day
The combat veterans who survived
And the ones we lost
The ones who demonstrated the greatest love
The ones who gave us all they could possibly give
God bless them, heroes every one.
I also want to once again commend this song...
To them...our heroes... for you to enjoy:

Il Silenzio

***Attributed to the King James version of the Bible, John 15:13

Friday, November 5, 2010

The Line

Chalk line
(Click to enlarge this puppy and check out the lines...)
Power line
First in line
Center line
Chorus line
Clothes line
The fine line
Jump the line
Draw the line
Cross the line
End of the line
Back of the line
Front of the line
Latest in the line
Middle of the line
Mason Dixon line
I Walk The... (you know)
Queue (the highbrow version)
I’m not li’ne (Nah, not to you anyway!)
Beautiful lines

This is about the last one.
Beautiful lines
See the picture?
See what I mean?

Struck by a tree…not in the literal sense
As in having one ripped out by the roots
And smacking me where I deserve
“Take THAT you pitiful reprobate”!

But more so in the figurative sense
As in gawking at our old oak tree
It is a Western or “Cork” oak
It sits in the far back of our yard

It is noticed mainly at times of the year
When its small leaves make a mess out of
And when it’s branches grow too close

To the power lines
So the utility company has to
Give it kind of a brutal trim
With little or no thought to esthetics

I happened to be back there
At the right time for beautiful morning shadows
And noticed she has grown somewhat stately
In the twenty plus years we have been here

So I wanted to give her credit for being around for us.