“Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave.”

..as an American on terrorist threats..

“Peace will come when ‘they’ love their children more than they hate us.”  Golda Meir

Praying for peace.

“Pray for the bereaved families of those who gave their lives for our freedom”

‎=( … as Ronald Regan said best: “They were not afraid to stand up for their country or, no matter how difficult and slow the journey might be, to give to others that last, best hope of a better future.

We cannot and will not dishonor them now and the sacrifices they’ve made by failing to remain as faithful to the cause of freedom and the pursuit of peace as they have been. 

 I will not ask you to pray for the dead, because they’re safe in God’s loving arms and beyond need of our prayers. I would like to ask you all—wherever you may be in this blessed land—to pray for these wounded young men and to pray for the bereaved families of those who gave their lives for our freedom.

God bless you, and God bless America.

http://www.presidentreagan​.info/speeches/lebanon_and​_grenada.cfm

National Day of Prayer (since 1775) “Warriors Prayer”

The Psalms
91

Abiding in the Shadow of the Almighty
1 He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High

shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
2 I will say of the LORD,

He is my refuge and my fortress:
my God; in him will I trust.
3 Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler,

and from the noisome pestilence.
4 He shall cover thee with his feathers,

and under his wings shalt thou trust:
his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
5 Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night;

nor for the arrow that flieth by day;
6 nor for the pestilence thatwalketh in darkness;

nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
7 A thousand shall fall at thy side,

and ten thousand at thy right hand;
but it shall not come nigh thee.
8 Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold

and see the reward of the wicked.
9 Because thou hast made the LORD, which ismy refuge,

even the Most High, thy habitation;
10 there shall no evil befall thee,

neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.
11 For he shall give his angels charge over thee, Mt. 4.6 · Lk. 4.10

to keep thee in all thy ways.
12 They shall bear thee up in theirhands,

lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. Mt. 4.6 · Lk. 4.11
13 Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder:

the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet. Lk. 10.19
14 Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him:

I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.
15 He shall call upon me, and I will answer him:

I will be with him in trouble;
I will deliver him, and honor him.
16 With long life will I satisfy him,

and show him my salvation.

http://nationaldayofprayer.org/outreach/military-ministry/

Wounded Warrior heckled at Columbia University 2/21/11

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kb3oqoAU4S0

 

Wow…a Wounded Warrior is heckled during a short speech he gave in support of the reinstatement of the R.O.T.C. (Reserve Officer’s Training Corps) to Columbia University in New York City.  Discrimination.

The Reserve Officers’ Training Corps (ROTC) is a college-based, officer commissioning program, predominantly in the United States. It is designed as a college elective that focuses on leadership development, problem solving, strategic planning, and professional ethics.   http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reserve_Officers’_Training_Corps

According to the ‘history’ page in Columbia’s web site, they did have an R.O.T.C. program from 1916 to 1969.  Today, the Army R.O.T.C. goes to Fordham University and the Air Force to Manhatten College  http://www.columbia.edu/cu/rotc/hist.htm

http://www.columbia.edu/cu/rotc/army.htm

http://www.columbia.edu/cu/rotc/airforce.htm

Columbia’s mission statement:

Columbia University is one of the world’s most important centers of research and at the same time a distinctive and distinguished learning environment for undergraduates and graduate students in many scholarly and professional fields. The University recognizes the importance of its location in New York City and seeks to link its research and teaching to the vast resources of a great metropolis. It seeks to attract a diverse and international faculty and student body, to support research and teaching on global issues, and to create academic relationships with many countries and regions. It expects all areas of the university to advance knowledge and learning at the highest level and to convey the products of its efforts to the world.  http://www.columbia.edu/content/mission-statement.html

 

So how does this vilification, discrimination and osterization exist in direct contrast to the core of the university’s mission statement:  it’s desire ‘to attract a diverse student body….teaching on global issues…expects all areas of the university to advance knowledge and learning at the highest level and convey the products of its efforts to the world.  ?????

This young man stands above the crowd.

dis·crim·i·na·tion

–noun

1.

an act or instance of discriminating.
2.

treatment or consideration of, or making a distinction in favorof or against, a person or thing based on the group, class, orcategory to which that person or thing belongs rather thanon individual merit: racial and religious intolerance anddiscrimination.

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/discrimination


Combat Faith: ‘using the virtues of faith to silence the demons of war’

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RViaBqR6V7A&feature=player_embedded

http://www.woundedsoldierhealingwarrior.com/InterviewonLarryKingLive.htmlAllen B. Clark Jr.

http://www.combatfaith.com/Index.html

 

From Allen 2/17/11:

I was interviewed about my war wounding and healing on CBS Channel 11 Dallas-Ft. Worth Feb. 16, 2011.

The Honorable Allen Clark 469-831-0841
Founder, Combat Faith Ministry, www.combatfaith.com

Author, Wounded Soldier, Healing Warrior
www.woundedsoldierhealingwarrior.com

To listen to Allen’s interview on 2/16/11, click on this link:

http://goo.gl/OXkaO

 

 

“May God’s blessings rest upon each of you on this Christmas Day.” G.S. Patton, Jr, Lieutenant General, Commanding, Third United States Army.

“Chaplain, I am a strong believer in Prayer. There are three ways that men get
what they want; by planning, by working, and by Praying. Any great military
operation takes careful planning, or thinking. Then you must have well-trained
troops to carry it out: that’s working. But between the plan and the operation
there is always an unknown. That unknown spells defeat or victory, success or
failure. It is the reaction of the actors to the ordeal when it actually comes.
Some people call that getting the breaks; I call it God. God has His part, or
margin in everything, That’s where prayer comes in. Up to now, in the Third
Army, God has been very good to us. We have never retreated; we have suffered no
defeats, no famine, no epidemics. This is because a lot of people back home are
praying for us. We were lucky in Africa, in Sicily, and in Italy. Simply because
people prayed. But we have to pray for ourselves, too. A good soldier is not
made merely by making him think and work. There is something in every soldier
that goes deeper than thinking or working–it’s his “guts.” It is something that
he has built in there: it is a world of truth and power that is higher than
himself. Great living is not all output of thought and work. A man has to have intake as well. I don’t know what you it, but I call it Religion, Prayer, or God.”  (from:The True Story of The Patton Prayer by Msgr. James H. O’Neill (From the Review of the News 6 October 1971) http://www.pattonhq.com/prayer.html

 

9-11-01….. 9-11-10..’have you forgotten?’

“HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN?”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AqCFq5sPxNo&feature=fvw

I hear people saying we don’t need this war
I say there’s some things worth fighting for
What about our freedom and this piece of ground?
We didn’t get to keep ‘em by backing down
They say we don’t realize the mess we’re getting in
Before you start preaching
Let me ask you this my friend
Have you forgotten how it felt that day
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away?
Have you forgotten when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside
Going through a living hell
And you say we shouldn’t worry ’bout Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

They took all the footage off my T.V.
Said it’s too disturbing for you and me
It’ll just breed anger that’s what the experts say
If it was up to me I’d show it every day
Some say this country’s just out looking for a fight
After 9/11 man I’d have to say that’s right

I’ve been there with the soldiers
Who’ve gone away to war
And you can bet they remember
Just what they’re fighting for

Have you forgotten all the people killed?
Some went down like heroes in that Pennsylvania field
Have you forgotten about our Pentagon?
All the loved ones that we lost
And those left to carry on
Don’t you tell me not to worry about Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

Darryl Worley/Wynn Varble, 2003

CLICK ON THIS LINK TO READ/SIGN LETTER TO PRESIDENT OBAMA ON  HIS USING CIVILIAN COURT SYSTEM IN NYC TO PROSECUTE 9/11 CONSPIRATORS:

http://www.thebravest.com/ObamaLetter110909.htm

“PROJECT 2996″ http://project2996.wordpress.com/ – remember the victims of 9/11 – the people who went to work and did not come home. http://www.legacy.com/Sept11/Home.aspx

CARL FLICKINGER:

Thoughtful husband and father, golf enthusiast

Carl Flickinger considered his work hours at Cantor Fitzgerald to be one of the job’s biggest benefits. Though he started at 7 a.m., he was home by 6:30 p.m. with his family in Congers in Rockland County.

Mr. Flickinger, 38, slid comfortably into domestic routines. Every Saturday, he shopped for groceries before taking his 11-year-old twin sons to the mall for new sneakers or jeans. In the evening, he checked his sons’ homework and read to his 5-year-old daughter. On and off the job, he drove himself. He would not just play an easy 18 holes of golf; he took lessons and practiced on the driving range.

Mr. Flickinger was a gadget guy, said his wife, Kathy, and he liked to buy the latest nifty devices as gifts for friends.

Every morning before his commute, he bought coffee at the Dairy Mart and left it for his wife. And at 11 a.m., he always called home. “Just to touch base,” she said. “Just to tell me how his morning was going.”  http://inmemoriamonline.net/Profiles/Folders/F_Folder/Flickinger_Carl.html

Links:

Legacy Guest Book:    http://www.legacy.com/gb2/default.aspx?bookid=96911

http://bobmcdonald.ba.ttu.edu/Home%20Page/world_trade_center_page.htm

http://terroristattack.com/messages.php?id=942

http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2001/memorial/people/1983.html

http://www.9-11heroes.us/v/Carl_Flickinger.php

http://remember911.albertarose.org/wtc9.htm

You have never met me…..

I am the stranger everywhere…

Sitting next to you on the subway…..

Selling newspapers on the street…

Begging for change on the corner…

Gazing out of a corporate building…

Playing in the park…

Driving your taxi…

Babysitting your kids…

Creating the laws…

But always, always

Loving you unconditionally.

You don’t need to know me

To know that you are loved.

All the pain you feel

You are never truly alone.

My prayers are with you

Your heart will heal

The sun will shine

and your loved ones

will reach

Their places with God.

Love, always,

Kelly Nicole”

(above poem/letter-from book:  “Do not be sad.  A Chronicle of Healing. Children’s letters and artwork sent after 9/11 from across America to Engine 24 Ladder 5 FDNY” ISBN#:  0-941807-80-0)

Elena Ledesma

“A Family’s ‘Source of Light’

Elena Ledesma was the heart and soul of her extended family. On camping trips, she was the first to pitch the tents. She was the one who administered insulin to her 66-year- old diabetic mother and took her to the doctor. She was raising two daughters and working full time.

Ms. Ledesma, who was 37, worked at the World Trade Center as a maintenance coordinator at Marsh & McLennan. She was responsible for maintenance on Floors 93 to 99. The divorced mother of a 12-year-old and a 17-year-old, she lived in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. Her mother, aunts and cousins all lived in the same building.

“My sister was a giving person,” said Nelson Hernandez, her older brother. “She was always the one we turned to for anything. I had a lot of dreams. We were going to buy a house together for our mother.”

Belkis Mercedes, a friend, said she believed that many family members still expected Ms. Ledesma to reappear. “She was their source of light,” Ms. Mercedes said. ”

(Profile published in THE NEW YORK TIMES on October 6, 2001.) http://www.nytimes.com/2001/10/07/national/portraits/POGF-158-8LEDESMA.html

http://www.legacy.com/Sept11/Story.aspx?PersonID=113377

http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2001/memorial/people/4149.html

http://memorial.mmc.com/pgBio.asp?ID=155

http://www.9-11heroes.us/v/Elena_Ledesma.php

Karleton D.B. Fyfe

Karleton Fyfe’s mother had to be bedridden for the six months before he was born; he seemed to be in a hurry to get into the world.

There was so much to be excited about. Take the birth of his own son. He and his wife made it a group project. They sent family and close friends a video titled “It’s a. . . .” showing them going for the sonogram and at the end opening an envelope in which the doctor had written “boy.” When Jackson turned 1, they asked the same group to write something and seal it for him to open when he turned 18.

Then, because Mr. Fyfe heard that the terrible 2’s were caused by frustration at not being able to communicate, he taught his son sign language. “He was really living it,” said Tristin Laughter a longtime friend of the couple.

Mr. Fyfe, 31, really lived everything, applying the same boyishness and determination whether he was mastering Steve Martin routines or the curveball as a kid, or tackling projects as a senior analyst at John Hancock — the job for which he was traveling on American Airlines Flight 11.
Profile published in THE NEW YORK TIMES on December 31, 2001.

Karleton Fyfe’s mother called his Brookline, Mass., home on Tuesday morning. She had seen the news of burning buildings and wanted to make sure her only son was not inside his 56th floor office in Boston.

He wasn’t, Fyfe’s wife, Haven, assured her mother-in-law. He was on an airplane.

Fyfe, a 31-year-old John Hancock employee and father of 1-year-old Jackson, was aboard American Airlines 11. The trip was for business.

Kansas City Star columnist Bill Tammeus had written almost all of his column–about the bombing–before he learned that Fyfe, his nephew, was a victim. “He’s the kind of kid that if there was anything that could have been done on that plane to help, he would have done it,” said Tammeus, who grew up in Woodstock.

Profile courtesy of THE CHICAGO TRIBUNE.   http://www.legacy.com/Sept11/Story.aspx?PersonID=91795

http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2001/memorial/people/1380.html

American Airlines, Flight 11 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_Airlines_Flight_11

http://michellemalkin.com/2008/09/11/never-forget-american-airlines-flight-11-2/

http://terroristattack.com/messages.php?id=989

http://www.9-11heroes.us/v/Karleton_DB_Fyfe.php

http://www.meme-pops.com/wtc/AAF11.htm

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WrZeocjLFOI&feature=related

“FREE”

and She called…
Blacks, Whites…wait
African Americans and Caucasians, Asians, excuse me.
Vietnamese, Philippines, Koreans and Jamaicans or
Haitians, waitin’, Hispanics, y’all.

Please be patient
Mexican, Puerto Ricans, Venezuelan, Cuban, v Dominican, Panamanian, Democrats
I beg your pardon, you partied with the late, great Reagan?
Republican, Independent, Christian, Catholic,
Methodist, Baptist, 7th Day Adventist, 5 Percenters,
Hindu, Sunni Muslim, Brothers and Sisters who never seen the New York city
skyline when the twin towers still existed.
But still She called.

From the bowels of Ground Zero she sent this 911 distress signal.
Because She was in desperate need of a hero,
and didn’t have time to decipher what to call ‘em,
so she called ‘em all Her children.
The children of the stars and bars who needed to know nothing more than the fact that she called.
The fact that someone attempted to harm us
this daughter who covered us all with her loving arms.
And now these arms are sprawled across New York City streets.
A smoke filled lung, a silt covered faced,
and a solitary tear poured out of her cheek.
Her singed garments carpets Pennsylvania Avenue and the Pentagon was under her feet.
As she began to talk, she began to cough up small particles of debris
and said, “I am America, and I’m calling on the land of the free.”
So they answered.

All personal differences set to the side
because right now there was no time to decide which state building the Confederate flag should fly over,
and which trimester the embryo is considered alive,
or on our monetary units, and which God we should confide.
You see, someone attempted to choke the voice
of the one who gave us the right for choice,
and now she was callin’.
And somebody had to answer.
Who was going to answer?

So they did.
Stern faces and chiseled chins.
Devoted women and disciplined men,
who rose from the ashes like a Phoenix
and said “don’t worry, we’ll stand in your defense.”
They tightened up their bootlaces
and said goodbye to loved ones, family and friends.
They tried to bombard them with the “hold on”, “wait-a-minute’s”, and “what-ifs”.
And “Daddy, where you goin’?”.
And, “Mommy, why you leavin’?”.
And they merely kissed them on their foreheads and said “Don’t worry, I have my reasons.
You see, to this country I pledged my allegiance
to defend it against all enemies foreign and domestic.
So as long as I’m breathin’, I’ll run though hell-fire,
meet the enemy on the front lines,
look him directly in his face,
stare directly in his eyes and scream,
“I AM AMERICA! WE WILL NOT BE TERRORIZED!
WE WILL NOT BE TERRORIZED!
I REFUSE TO BE AFRAID!
I’LL FIGHT YOU ANY COUNTRY, ANY CONTINENT, ANY TERRAIN.
I’LL FIGHT TO MY LAST BREATH!”

And if by chance death is my fate,
pin my medals upon my chest,
and throw Old Glory on my grave.
But, don’t y’all cry for me.
You see, my Father’s prepared a place.
I’ll be a part of his Holy army standing a watch at the Pearly Gates.
Because freedom was never free.
POW’s, and fallen soldiers
all paid the ultimate sacrifice
along side veterans who put themselves in harms way.
Risking their lives and limbs just to hold up democracy’s weight,
but still standing on them broken appendages anytime the National Anthem was played.
You see, these were the brave warriors that gave me the right
to say that I’m Black. Or white.

Or

African American or Caucasian,
I’m Asian, excuse me.
I’m Vietnamese, Philippine, Korean, or Jamaican.
I’m Haitian, Hispanic

Y’all, Please be patient.
I’m Mexican, Puerto Rican, Venezuelan, Cuban,
Dominican, Panamanian, Democrat
I beg your pardon, you see I partied with the late, great Reagan.
I’m Republican, Independent, Christian, Catholic,
Methodist, Baptist, 7th Day Adventist, 5 Percenters,
Hindu, Sunni Muslim,

Brothers and Sisters We’re just Americans.
So with that I say
“Thank You” to the Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines,
for preserving my rights
to live and die for this life
and paying the ultimate price for me to be…FREE!

http://www.nyc.gov/html/fdny/media/tribute/tribute.html

This link will take the reader to “Ground Zero” photographs: http://www.nyc.gov/html/fdny/html/wtc_other/ground_zero/1005_57.shtml

PROJECT REBIRTH:  http://www.projectrebirth.org/

This link will take the reader to the 2006 report: “Addressing the health impacts of 9/11/01http://www.nyc.gov/html/om/pdf/911_health_impacts_report.pdf

American Experience”–”The Center of the World” is a series of t.v. shows documenting the World Trade Center from vision to reality to it’s attack on 9/11/01. http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/newyork/sfeature/sf_int_pop_04_01_tr_qry.html

Here is a link to a site that contains pictures and news articles on: “September 11, 2001-A Day the World Changed.http://www.september11news.com/

FDNY Memorial and pictures of Ground Zero for 9/11/01 http://www.nyc.gov/html/fdny/media/tribute/tribute.html

http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/daniels-charlie/the-last-fallen-hero-10974.html

“The Last Fallen Hero”

Charlie Daniels album:  Freedom and Justice for All

Oh, the cowards came by morning and attacked without a warning
Leaving flames and death and chaos in our streets
In the middle of this fiery hell brave heroes fell

In the skies of Pennsylvania on a plane bound for destruction
With the devil and his angels at the wheel
They never reached their target on the ground
Brave heroes brought it down

Chorus:
This is a righteous cause so without doubt or pause
I will do what my country asks of me
Make any sacrifice
We’ll pay whatever price
So the children of tomorrow can be free
Lead on red, white and blue
And we will follow you until we win the final victory
God help us do our best we will not slack or rest
Till the last fallen hero rests in peace

Now the winds of war are blowing and there’s no way of knowing
Where this bloody path we’re traveling will lead
We must follow till the end
Or face it all again

And make no mistake about it, write it, preach it, talk it, shout it
Across the mountains and the deserts and the seas
The blood of innocence and shame
Will not be shed in vain

Chorus

God help us do our best we will not slack nor rest
Till the last fallen hero rests in peace

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CY00LmtUlqQ

Budweiser tribute to NYC/9/11 commercial that aired once: youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GqLajmXJH5k

Here is a youtube video of of another artist’s gift /tribute to those who gave all and those who give much every day: youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QZFkZiwMLZ4

http://www.michaelisrael.com/

FIRE FIGHTER’S PRAYER

When I’m called to duty God wherever flames may rage
grant me the strength to save a life whatever be its age

Help me to embrace a little child before it is too late
or save an older person from the horror of that fate

Enable me to be alert to hear the weakest shout
and quickly and efficiently put the fire out

I want to fill my calling Lord and give the best in me
to guard my every neighbor and protect his property

And if according to your will I am to lose my life
God bless with your protecting hand my children and my wife

Racicot’s ice sculpture: “From Fire to Ice

“Always remember, Never Forget the sacrifice of 346 FDNY Brothers”:

Kevin Smith World Trade Center

Born to Serve
“Firefighter Kevin Smith spent almost 20 years preparing for Sept. 11. When he called his wife, Jerri, that morning, his voice trembled with excitement, not fear.

“He was saying, `All my work during all those years and now here it is,’ ” Mrs. Smith said.

In the early 1980’s, Firefighter Smith, 47, became a charter member of the Fire Department’s hazardous materials unit. Then, after the first trade center bombing, in 1993, he was detailed to the mayor’s Office of Emergency Management.

He took on the most dangerous aspect of a most dangerous occupation because that was the kind of thing he had always done. “He just had this desire to serve,” said his sister Catherine. “And he loved being in a uniform.” He was a Boy Scout. Then a marine. He joined the volunteer fire department in Mastic, on Long Island, where he lived, and there met Mrs. Smith, an ambulance volunteer.

When they married, both brought children, eight in all, from earlier marriages. Each one inherited the same steely notion of service. One now is a sailor. One a marine. Two daughters are taking the police exam. And one son, Brian, who was a Fire Department emergency medical service officer on 9/11, was there, and survived, when the towers fell on his father.

“Sometimes, in my own self-pity, I sit and say, `How much can one family give?’ “Mrs. Smith said. She said she had been tempted to tell the world to leave them alone. But then she thinks of Firefighter Smith, so quietly devoted to family and work. “And there comes the pride,” she said, “of knowing we are all still following him.”

(Profile published in THE NEW YORK TIMES on March 8, 2003.)”

http://www.legacy.com/Sept11/Story.aspx?PersonID=147530

http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2001/memorial/people/2381.html

http://www.sconfire.com/FDNY-Memorial.htm

http://nyfd.com/9_11_wtc.html

http://www.9-11-01remembertheheroes.com/photo_page_6.htm

http://books.google.com/books?id=ec-BbEYofIsC&pg=PA567&lpg=PA567&dq=kevin+smith,+fdny,+9/11/01&source=bl&ots=9-qhTwSH5g&sig=Vt84w3jIYfgfvbn0kszW_PEAh34&hl=en&ei=lnKoSue_LNHZlAfD5vnoBg&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=1#v=onepage&q=&f=false

http://www.sconfire.com/FDNY-Memorial.htm

9-11 NEVER FORGET MEMORIAL:  “BLOOD OF HEROEShttp://www.fdnylodd.com/9-11-Never-Forget/Memorials/Blood-Of-Heroes.html

“Care and compensation in short supply for ailing and troubled 9/11 workers” http://forum.prisonplanet.com/index.php?topic=5665.0

History Channel 9-11-01 “One day changes everything”  http://www.history.com/topics/9-11-attacks

http://www.post-gazette.com/headlines/20010916phonecallnat3p3.asp

Todd Beamer dad to 2 young sons then 3 and 1-years-old, on his last call out from Flight 93 asked the operator to call his family, pray with him and they recited the 23rd psalm together, before Todd and others on the plane counter attacked the hijackers.

The LORD Is My Shepherd

23The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. 2 He maketh me to lie down in green [1] pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. 3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. 4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. 5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest [2] my head with oil; my cup runneth over. 6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

http://www.toddbeamer.org/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Todd_Beamer

http://www.amazon.com/Lets-Roll-Ordinary-Extraordinary-Courage/dp/0842373195

September 11th, an American flag should be displayed outside every home (everyday), apartment, office, and store in the United States. Every individual should make it their duty to display an American flag on this anniversary of our country’s worst tragedy.

We do this in honor of those who lost their lives on 9/11, their families, friends and loved ones who continue to endure the pain, and those who today are fighting at home and abroad to preserve our cherished freedoms.

In the days, weeks and months following 9/11, our country was bathed in American flags as citizens mourned the incredible losses and stood shoulder-to-shoulder against terrorism. Sadly, those flags have all but disappeared. Our patriotism pulled us through some tough times and it shouldn’t take another attack to galvanize us in solidarity. Our American flag is the fabric of our country and together we can prevail over terrorism of all kinds. Take a moment to think back to how you felt on 9/11 and let those sentiments guide you.

LIGHTS ON…..9/11

Please join us on 9/11 all across this great land we love and call the United States of America.

September 11 everyone in the USA who will be driving a motor vehicle is asked to drive with their headlights on during daylight hours.

Though no explanation is needed as to why we are commemorating September 11, we hope more importantly to pay respect to the victims of that day, show our nation’s solidarity and show support for our men and women of the Armed Forces.

USS NewYork LPD – 21

http://www.ussnewyork.com/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/USS_New_York_(LPD-21)

http://www.ussnewyork.com/ussny_history.html

USS New York
It was built with 24 tons of scrap steel from the
World Trade Center .

It is the fifth in a new class of warship –
designed for missions that include special
operations against terrorists. It will carry a
crew of 360 sailors and 700 combat-ready Marines
to be delivered ashore by helicopters and
assault craft.

Steel  from the World Trade Center was melted
down in a foundry in Amite , LA  to
cast the ship’s bow section. When it was poured
into the molds on Sept 9, 2003, ‘those big rough
steelworkers treated it with total reverence,’
recalled Navy Capt. Kevin Wensing, who was there.

‘It was a spiritual moment for everybody there.’

Junior Chavers, foundry operations manager, said that
when the trade center steel first arrived, he
touched it with his hand and the ‘hair on my
neck stood up.’ ‘It had a big meaning to it for
all of us,’ he said. ‘They knocked us down. They
can’t keep us down. We’re going to be
back.’

The ship’s motto?

‘Never Forget’

Please keep this going so everyone can see what we are made
of in this country!

“Now I lay me down to sleep…one less terrorist this world does keep…with all my heart I give my thanks…to those in uniform regardless of ranks…you serve our country and serve it well…with humble hearts your stories tell…so as I rest my weary eyes…while freedom rings our flag still flies…you give your all, do what you must…with God we live and God we trust….Amen”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jmta7GwXCpo

“Peace will come when ‘they’ love their children more than they hate us.”  Golda Meir

“Dear President Obama,” from a 95 year old Peal Harbor Survivor

Letter To President Obama at Whitehouse Sent from 95 year Old Pearl Harbor Survivor.  This venerable and much honored WW II vet is well known in Hawaii  for his seventy-plus years of service to patriotic organizations and causes all over the country. A humble man without a political bone in his body, he has never spoken out before about a government official, until now. He dictated this letter to a friend, signed it and mailed it to the president.

Dear President Obama,

My name is Harold Estes, approaching 95 on December 13 of this year.  People meeting me for the first time don’t believe my age because I remain wrinkle free and pretty much mentally alert.

I enlisted in the U.S. Navy in 1934 and served proudly before, during and after WW II retiring as a Master Chief Bos’n Mate.  Now I live in a “rest home” located on the western end of Pearl Harbor , allowing me to keep alive the memories of 23 years of service to my country.

One of the benefits of my age, perhaps the only one, is to speak my mind, blunt and direct even to the head man.

So here goes.  I am amazed, angry and determined not to see my country die before I do, but you seem hell bent not to grant me that wish.   I can’t figure out what country you are the president of.   You fly around the world telling our friends and enemies despicable lies like:

” We’re no longer a Christian nation”

” America is arrogant” – (Your wife even

announced to the world,” America is mean-

spirited. ” Please tell her to try preaching

that nonsense to 23 generations of our

war dead buried all over the globe who

died for no other reason than to free a

whole lot of strangers from tyranny and

hopelessness.)

I’d say shame on the both of you, but I don’t think you like America, nor do I see an ounce of gratefulness in anything you do, for the obvious gifts this country has given you.  To be without shame or gratefulness is a dangerous thing for a man sitting in the White House.

After 9/11 you said,” America hasn’t lived up to her ideals.”

Which ones did you mean? Was it the notion of personal liberty that 11,000 farmers and shopkeepers died for to win independence from the British?  Or maybe the ideal that no man should be a slave to another man, that 500,000 men died for in the Civil War?  I hope you didn’t mean the ideal 470,000 fathers, brothers, husbands, and a lot of fellas I knew personally died for in WWII, because we felt real strongly about not letting any nation push us around, because we stand for freedom.

I don’t think you mean the ideal that says equality is better than discrimination.  You know the one that a whole lot of white people understood when they helped to get you elected.

Take a little advice from a very old geezer, young man.

Shape up and start acting like an American.  If you don’t, I’ll do what I can to see you get shipped out of that fancy rental on Pennsylvania Avenue .  You were elected to lead not to bow, apologize and kiss the hands of murderers and corrupt leaders who still treat their people like slaves.

And just who do you think you are telling the American people not to jump to conclusions and condemn that Muslim major who killed 13 of his fellow soldiers and wounded dozens more. You mean you don’t want us to do what you did when that white cop used force to subdue that black college professor in Massachusetts , who was putting up a fight?  You don’t mind offending the police calling them stupid but you don’t want us to offend Muslim fanatics by calling them what they are, terrorists.

One more thing.  I realize you never served in the military and never had to defend your country with your life, but you’re the Commander-in-Chief now, son.  Do your job.  When your battle-hardened field General asks you for 40,000 more troops to complete the mission, give them to him.  But if you’re not in this fight to win, then get out.  The life of one American soldier is not worth the best political strategy you’re thinking of.

You could be our greatest president because you face the greatest challenge ever presented to any president.

You’re not going to restore American greatness by bringing back our bloated economy.  That’s not our greatest threat.  Losing the heart and soul of who we are as Americans is our big fight now.

And I sure as hell don’t want to think my president is the enemy in this final battle…

Sincerely,

Harold B. Estes

Snopes confirms as true:  http://www.snopes.com/politics/soapbox/haroldestes.asp

When a 95 year old hero of the “the Greatest Generation” stands up and speaks out like this, I think we owe it to him to send his words to as many Americans as we can. Please pass it on.

BRAVO ZULU!!!!!! =)

GOD BLESS THE U.S.A.

(Thanks  for sending/sharing this Marine mom Pat  SEMPER FI)

http://www.investors.com/EditorialCartoons/Cartoon.aspx?id=541782

“I fought for you”