I salute the men and women that sacrificed the ultimate so that we can remain free. Freedom is not free...it is bought with a price.

Yes, decades and decades of sacrifice to be mindful of. It's really tempting to dive into this so much further but, it's not the right time. God bless ALL those who gave, and, are still giving for us to have the peace of mind we currently enjoy.

" WHEN I'M GONE.... "

When I come to the end of my journey
And I travel my last weary mile,
Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned
And remember only the smile.

Forget unkind words I have spoken;
Remember some good I have done.
Forget that I ever had heartache
And remember I've had loads of fun.

Forget that I've stumbled and blundered
And sometimes fell by the way.
Remember I have fought some hard battles
And won, ere the close of the day.

Then forget to grieve for my going,
I would not have you sad for a day,
But in summer just gather some flowers
And remember the place where I lay,

And come in the shade of evening
When the sun paints the sky in the west
Stand for a few moments beside me
And remember only my best.


From: Ann Small <annieksmall@gmail.com>
Sent: Friday, May 26, 2017 2:56 PM
Subject: Fwd: In Ocean's wastes, no poppies blow, no crosses stand in ordered row....



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For Monday – a day not for us the living but for those no longer with us, who sleep with a Peace only a Warrior knows

There are thousands of sailors, marines and airmen who lie unmarked and forgotten in the oceans deep. Here is a poem fitting for them on this Buddy Poppy weekend and the Day of Memorial.

R.I.P.