about a soldier receiving the congressional
medal of honor(i think it's about time someone
won it who's still standing from this war)--
the paper printed some of what he said while
receiving it, he said he was angry his friends had
to die for him to be honored with a medal...
that says a lot, i think it tells us, that when
another person gives their life for you, that's
a gift above all gifts, one you would never dream of
asking for, and when you receive it, you want like
hell to give it back, but you can't, and that's the rub--
he said very much with few words, a trait often seen
in serviceman--
the tip of the sword never rusts, it stays clean from constant use,
and hard times, though it be strong, we keep it in a high place,
away from harm, remembered with great pride...
(he really deserved our highest honor)--
--best wishes--
(rd)
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