Independance Day

Half Man - Half Boy


The average age of the military man is 19 years.
He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who,
under normal circumstances is considered
by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind
the ears, not old enough to buy
a beer, but old
enough to die for his country. He never really
cared much for work and he would rather wax
his own car than wash his father's, but he has
never collected unemployment either.




He's a recent High School graduate; he was probably
an average student, pursued some form of sport
activities, drives a ten-year-old jalopy, and has a
steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when
he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from
half a world away.
He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop
or rap or jazz or swing and a 155mm howitzer

He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when
he
was at home because he is working or fighting
from before dawn to
well after dusk. He has
trouble spelling, thus letter writing is
a pain for him,
but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds
and
reassemble it in less time in the dark.

He can recite to you the nomenclature
of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must.

He digs foxholes and latrines and can
apply first aid like a
professional.

He can march until he is told to stop,
or stop
until he is told to march.


He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation,
but he is not without spirit or individual dignity.


He is self-sufficient.

He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and
wears
the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry.

He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but
never to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals,
mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts.

If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if
you
are hungry, his food. He'll even split his ammunition
with you in the midst of battle when you run low.

He has learned to use his hands like weapons
and weapons like they were his hands.

He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job.

He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw
half the pay, and still find ironic humor in it all.

He has seen more suffering and death
than he should have in his short lifetime.




He has wept in public and in private, for friends
who have fallen in combat and is unashamed.

He feels every note of the National Anthem
vibrate
through his body while at rigid attention, while
tempering the burning desire to 'square-away'
those around him who haven't bothered to
stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking.

In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from
home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.

Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and
Great-
grandfather, he is paying the price for our
freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy.
He is the American Fighting Man that has
kept this country free for over 200 years.




He has asked nothing in return, except
our friendship and understanding.


Remember him, always, for he has earned
our respect and admiration with his blood.

And now we even have women over there in
danger, doing their part in this tradition of going
to war when our nation calls us to do so.

As you go to bed tonight, remember this shot...

A short lull, a little shade and a picture
of loved ones in their helmets.




A Prayer wheel for our military...
please don't break it.


Please
send this on after a short prayer.


Prayer Wheel


'Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands.
Protect them as they protect us. Bless
them and their families for the selfless
acts they perform for us in our time
of need. In Jesus Name -
Amen.'

When you receive this, please stop for a
moment and say a prayer for our troops
in
Afghanistan, sailors on ships, and airmen
in the air, and for those in Iraq ,
Afghanistan , and all foreign countries.

There is nothing attached...
This can be very powerful...

Of all the gifts you could give a
U.S. Marine,
Soldier, Sailor, Airman,
or Coast Guardsman,
prayer is the very best one.




I received this in email the other day, and it seemed appropriate to share on this day, our Independance day. I have someone very, very near and dear to my heart who will soon be joining these half men, half boys, and several who already have. I pray for their safety, and for the safety of all of the other soldiers fighting for us. I also pray for the families of the soldiers who have already layed down their lives that we may celebrate this beautiful Fourth of July. Celebrate being One Nation Under God. Celebrate being free to serve and worship whom we choose. so today that is what I will do. I will celebrate the fact that I am still, at this moment, free to worship and serve God, my Father, because I so desperately need him. I am ever so thankful that through all of the wars, all of the turmoil and turning away from Him, he is still there ever the same, loving me. And if you need a little surge of pride, check out the best independance day speach ever, right here on you tube. :) I'd quote it for you but it just wouldn't have the same affect :) Ya'll can laugh at me later

Bill Pullman uniting the world on Independance Day!

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