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Well, hi, Symph! Glad you liked it!
Glad to see you! Take care!
posted by
strat
on May 31, 2010 at 2:14 PM
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Thanks, Bill!
Good to see you. By the way, Cool stuff going on in the roost!
posted by
strat
on May 31, 2010 at 2:14 PM
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Glad you liked it, Sam.
I didn't know that about you. My fear is that I might somehow inadvertently trivialize those I wish to lionize.
posted by
strat
on May 31, 2010 at 2:13 PM
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You know, Naut, I can still hear my grandfather:
"Right is right even if no one is doing it; wrong is wrong even if everyone is doing it."
By extrapolation, cynicism can sometimes cause murk, but cannot erase truth. Thanks for dropping in -- glad you liked my little missive...
posted by
strat
on May 31, 2010 at 2:12 PM
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Thank you for sharing this beautiful post....
posted by
_Symphony_
on May 31, 2010 at 11:56 AM
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L This is a very memorable post. BC-A, Bill’s RJLst
posted by
BC-A
on May 29, 2010 at 11:09 AM
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Having lost someone to war, I found this post comforting! sam
posted by
sam444
on May 28, 2010 at 8:50 PM
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strat
Thank you for reminding us that today's cynicisms have not eroded the old truths - they are still truths...
posted by
Nautikos
on May 28, 2010 at 6:27 PM
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Who indeed, Taps?
Hopefully, no one.
posted by
strat
on May 28, 2010 at 12:50 PM
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Who could forget those who sacrificed?
posted by
TAPS.
on May 28, 2010 at 12:17 PM
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Thanks, Kabu and Timmy.
This is a subject that's always close to heart and mind. Agree with the conflict or not, I owe them. Period.
We all do.
posted by
strat
on May 28, 2010 at 12:03 PM
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strat
This leaves me feeling humbled, awed and small. Yes, we must give thanks.
posted by
TIMMYTALES
on May 28, 2010 at 11:45 AM
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So beautifully written that I cried....and I looked across at the photo of
Wiley's brother forever young and so handsome killed in the second world war. Wileys oldest brother, his hero in life and in death, and again I want to cry.
And I remember those that did come back and were changed, could never talk about what they saw and did and the fact that their mates died while they lived and the guilt they carry for having lived. Great post Strat.
posted by
Kabu
on May 28, 2010 at 11:31 AM
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