“Any nation that does not honor its heroes
will not long endure.”
– Abraham Lincoln
“A nation which does not remember
what it was yesterday
does not know what it is today,
nor what it is trying to do.”
– Woodrow Wilson
It’s a tall oak tree and a strong oak tree,
And we are the Sons, yes, we are the Sons, the Sons of Liberty.
Stand for the rights of man, boys.
Stand against all tyranny.
Hang the of light of freedom, boys,
High on the Liberty Tree.
“There comes a time in the affairs of men
when they must prepare to defend,
not their homes alone,
but the tenets of faith and humanity on
which their churches,
and their very civilization are founded.”
– Franklin Delano Roosevelt
When I was a junior in high school, the movie Red Dawn had been released about five years prior. Although most students had already seen it, we watched it in its entirety in government class. I remember wondering what I would do if helicopters landed and communists tried taking over my school and my community. I knew not how, but I knew without a doubt that I would fight.
About the second day into the film-watching, two fellas in class gave me the head-nod thing in the mostly dark room. I wondered if they wanted to copy my notes. “What?” I said.
They got real close, looked at each other, looked at me, and one whispered, “If this happens here. We want you. We want you to be with us.”
I must have given them my half-cocked eyebrow look because the other said, “We already talked about it. And you are with us. Okay?”
“Okay, fine,” I said, biting my lip to hide my smile.
Come on, I was in high school and two of the athlete-good-lookin’ types just told me they thought I was worthy of their company in case WWIII broke out in Smalltown, Idaho.
Even though back then I didn’t know the Lord, I knew what it was to stand up for what was right. Now that I hold tight to God and I am an official Bible-thumping, gun-toting, tea-tosser, I will continue to do the same. If I never wear a uniform of this nation and never have to go to war to defend her liberty, I will not forget those who did. What about you?
When leaves cry, so will I.
My grandpa. He was a radio operator. He was short and he was fast. He used to say that he ran beneath the bullets. I have never minded being short.
My grandpa, again. Before returning to his Montana roots, I have heard that the army sent him to a specialty army equestrian school. Maybe something like mounted police. I have done some research to find out more, but to no avail. Anyway, here he is at home. Wonder where I get my tenacity from? Could it be the Indian blood, coupled with the grandpa blood? I reckon so.
* I took those crying leaf photos the other night following days of rain. The tears glistened with such beauty that I had to capture some of them before they fell to the ground–and were forgotten.
Memorial Day is way more than a three-day weekend around here.
And if you also value the freedoms of our great nation, be wary because the hands of tyranny are tightening once again, all in the name of political correctness and socialism. Oh come on, don’t turn a blind eye. You need to stand up for what is right and righteous. Here is one reason to stand atop your soapbox…
* ENDA ” President Barack Obama and Congressional Democrats are quietly rushing through legislation (H.R. 3017 & S. 1584) that would actually bring cross-dressing teachers into your child’s classroom. Under the so-called, Employment Non-Discrimination Act (ENDA), your children will be trapped in classes taught by drag queens and transgender activists. Students will be indoctrinated that “alternative lifestyles” are no different than traditional lifestyles. Young children will be forced to learn about bizarre sexual fetishes – and you will have no say in the matter. It is already happening in some states and concerned parents can’t do a thing about it – until now.”
Go there to read more about ENDA and to sign a petition. (Quote taken directly off the ENDA Hurts Kids web site).