wifey came home. we are onto rhubard wine this evening.
I have been a silent witness
to all of America's finest hours.
But my finest hour comes
when I am torn into strips and used as bandages
for my wounded comrades on the battlefield,
When I fly at half-mast to honor my soldiers,
Or when I lie in the trembling arms
of a grieving mother
at the graveside of her fallen son.
Liked 10274 Times on 5527 Posts Likes Given: 10151
Taylor's of Harrogate black tea with Meyer's Rum
History fails to record a single precedent in which nations subject to moral decay have not passed into political and economic decline. There has been either a spiritual awakening to overcome the moral lapse, or a progressive deterioration leading to ultimate national disaster.
If you think a strong military is expensive, think about what a weak one would cost