My Marine recruiter, Sgt. Bruce, was stationed in Beirut when this all went down. It’s my honor to remember not only his sacrifice but the sacrifice of his friends and every Marine who gave the ultimate sacrifice that day!!!
On October 23, 2009, thousands will stop to remember the 241 Marines, sailors and soldiers who died in the Marine barracks bombing in Beirut, Lebanon, 26 years ago on October 23, 1983. It was one of America’s first blows of terrorism.
Please join me, in taking a moment out of our day, to bow our heads and remember our fallen heroes.
Another Oct. 23,1983 memorial re another battle
ColdWarrior Friday, October 23rd at 6:52PM EDT (link)Go here:
http://therealrevo.com/blog/?p=14914
Thank you.
ColdWarrior
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They shall be remembered...
nessa Friday, October 23rd at 8:07PM EDT (link)This day is called the feast of Crispian:
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian:’
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars.
And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispin’s day.’
Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember with advantages
What feats he did that day: then shall our names.
Familiar in his mouth as household words
Harry the king, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,
Be in their flowing cups freshly remember’d.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember’d;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.
“If you love wealth more than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, depart from us in peace. We ask not your counsel nor your arms. Crouch down and lick the hand that feeds you. May your chains rest lightly upon you and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen.”—Samuel Adams
Contributor to The Minority Report
I remember and I wondered why we did NOT blow Beirut to smithereens!..nt
JadedByPolitics Friday, October 23rd at 9:43PM EDT (link)Whoever has his enemy at his mercy &
does not destroy him is his own enemy