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Wow – and Wow to your response to Sam… it is not surprising you get emotional . 
posted by
Troosha
on May 25, 2009 at 7:34 AM
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Thanks Sam
I can't remember all 58,000 who died. I never met them all. But I can't help but recall the faces or pains of those I did meet and become close to.
Never forget America that these few willing went, at least those not drafted, went to a distant Country and they stood their ground and died so you can now sit and watch a tearful tribute to them.
You didn't see their courage but I did. I stood side by side with them as rounds tore through their chest and their lifeless bodies went home to a hear broken hearted Mother.
I told a protector in San Francisco Airport to look down and realize that the only ground he had any control over was the ground covered by his feet and it was very limited.
Sorry Sam, I get a little emotional on these days.
posted by
Jason_Grimms
on May 25, 2009 at 6:45 AM
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Wow! A very powerful poem! sam
posted by
sam444
on May 25, 2009 at 1:24 AM
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