Dear God, where so we get such men?
What loving God has provided,
that each generation, afresh,
there should arise new giants in the land.
Were we to go but a single generation
without such men, we should surely
be both damned and doomed.
-Anonymous military officer
as quoted by
Lt. Dave Grossman, On Combat
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
The Sheepdog's Prayer
This prayer is dedicated to all the Sheepdogs who make our world a safer place to live. To all of the law enforcement / rescue / military personnel and armed citizens: THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE.
By Roger E. Temple - Revised 02/2011
The Knights of Olde were Men of Honor
Who used their Might For Right!
Today they’re known as Sheepdogs,
Those who carry on the fight.
I am a tired old Sheepdog,
The guardian of my flock.
I keep the predators at bay
And stand watch around the clock.
Please stop the Sheep from pulling my teeth.
I’ll need them for the fight,
When the hungry Wolves come calling
Some dark and deadly night.
I pray I'll never need my gun,
But someday if I do,
May my cause be just!
My draw be quick!
And my aim be ever true!
Heaven holds a special place
For those who do the deed,
Defenders of the innocent
In their hour of need.
May the Sheep someday be grateful.
There’s a debt they can not pay
To the Sheepdogs who lay it on the line
Each and every day.
I am proud to be a Sheepdog.
I've done my very best.
I'll stand my watch until my Maker
Calls me home to rest.
But when I meet St. Peter
There's just one request I’ll make,
“Please let me spend Eternity
Standing guard at Heaven's Gate”.
Lord, help us bring this ''Age of Sheep''
To a rapid end.
Then fill this land with Sheepdogs,
Men of Honor, once again.
This prayer is dedicated
To those who bravely face,
The dangers all around us,
To make our world a safer place.
To the soldiers, cops and warriors-
Sheepdogs through and through.
Thank you for your service
And your sacrifices too.
Amen
By Roger E. Temple - Revised 02/2011
The Knights of Olde were Men of Honor
Who used their Might For Right!
Today they’re known as Sheepdogs,
Those who carry on the fight.
I am a tired old Sheepdog,
The guardian of my flock.
I keep the predators at bay
And stand watch around the clock.
Please stop the Sheep from pulling my teeth.
I’ll need them for the fight,
When the hungry Wolves come calling
Some dark and deadly night.
I pray I'll never need my gun,
But someday if I do,
May my cause be just!
My draw be quick!
And my aim be ever true!
Heaven holds a special place
For those who do the deed,
Defenders of the innocent
In their hour of need.
May the Sheep someday be grateful.
There’s a debt they can not pay
To the Sheepdogs who lay it on the line
Each and every day.
I am proud to be a Sheepdog.
I've done my very best.
I'll stand my watch until my Maker
Calls me home to rest.
But when I meet St. Peter
There's just one request I’ll make,
“Please let me spend Eternity
Standing guard at Heaven's Gate”.
Lord, help us bring this ''Age of Sheep''
To a rapid end.
Then fill this land with Sheepdogs,
Men of Honor, once again.
This prayer is dedicated
To those who bravely face,
The dangers all around us,
To make our world a safer place.
To the soldiers, cops and warriors-
Sheepdogs through and through.
Thank you for your service
And your sacrifices too.
Amen
Saturday, November 15, 2014
Do not go gentle into that good night
▶ Dylan Thomas - Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night - Dailymotion video
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas
Labels:
aging,
autumn,
do not go gentle,
dylan thomas,
growing older,
poem,
quotes. qotd,
wisdom
Thursday, November 13, 2014
Because it's that kind of day.....
Going through old posts, and old memories...and this is a good one. I still wonder often how, and where she is....
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Friday, November 7, 2014
Reposted from February 26, 2010:
Apparently my lack of original thoughts is an ongoing problem. That is all.
For lack of an original thought on my part, or a new quote, I dug into the "good" box and came up with this gem, originally posted by me on Sept. 6, 2009:
"Because you are a man,' she said. "Like other men, insecure. When a woman throws herself at you, you are incapable of just accepting your good fortune. You don't think you are worthy of what you are being given, so the woman has to have some ulterior motive."
-from Black Ops by W.E.B. Griffin hb pg 222
Apparently my lack of original thoughts is an ongoing problem. That is all.
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Two Mission Tuesday
First: Pasquale Cordasco, 78, USA, West Covina/Glendora
The family of US military veteran Pasquale Cordasco has invited the Patriot Guard Riders to be present to honor this American Hero. It will be our privilege to do so.
Pasquale or "Pat" was born in 1936; he served his country in the US Army from 1958 to 1960. He entered Basic Training with Company C, 1st Armored Rifle Battalion, 50th Infantry at Fort Hood, TX where he also attended Advance Training at 3rd Corps Academy. Oversees duty found him assigned to Combat Command C, 4th Armored Division, Crailsheim, Germany. He was honorably discharged on September 1, 1960, at the rank of Specialist 5th Class.
Second: SGT Lee Henderson Manning,21,USA,MIA/POW,Korea, Los Angeles-
We have been invited by the family and the U.S. Army to be present for the arrival and services to honor SGT Lee Henderson Manning, U.S. Army, who was MIA in the Korean War and has been MIA all these years until he was recently identified. We are very honored that the PGR will be in attendance.
SGT Lee Henderson Manning was declared MIA in the Korean War in May, 1951, he was 21 years old at the time. He is one of hundreds of Heroes who have since been located and sent to Hawaii for identification through advanced technology in DNA testing. By a miracle, this Hero will now come home to rest.
Sergeant Manning was a medic with the Medical Company, 9th Infantry Regiment, 2nd Infantry Division. He was taken Prisoner of War while tending his wounded comrades in North Korea on December 1, 1950 and died while a prisoner on May 31, 1951. His name is inscribed on the Courts of the Missing at the Honolulu Memorial.\r\nSergeant Manning was awarded the Combat Medical Badge, the Prisoner of War Medal, the Korean Service Medal, the United Nations Service Medal, the National Defense Service Medal, the Korean Presidential Unit Citation and the Republic of Korea War Service Medal.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)

