FReeper Canteen ~ The Purple Heart ~ 07 AUG 2012

Serving The Best Troops and Veterans In The World !! | laurenmarlowe

[Kathy in Alaska]

Thanks, AZ, for the red, white, and blue tribute to our troops.

Hope you had a good Monday and a safe commute. *HUGS*

I am off for home. Back shortly.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening, ML...((HUGS))...did your Monday go well?

Weather improving at all?

[left that other site]

Hi Folks...a stormy rainy Monday again! LOL!

[Texas Tea]

This seems like a very good venue to ask this question and I hope that someone here will know the answer or point me in the right direction.

My father past away last year. He was a WWII Army veteran and wanted to be buried in the local National Cemetery. He was very quiet about the war and made few comments about his service. When his headstone was put in place, we were shocked to see that he was the recipient of the Purple Heart and the Bronze Star. This wonderful, unassuming, gentle man was always my biggest hero but evidently, he was more than just his little girl's “John Wayne”.

My heart wants/needs to know more about my father's service. How can I find out more about his service? Who or where can I go or contact to find out about his service records?

I appreciate any guidance that anyone can give me.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Permission Granted!

[luvie]

I would dearly LOVE to have a storm...any day! We’re still high and dry. Ugh!

[ConorMacNessa]

Hand Salute to all my Purple Heart Brothers and Sisters, from all branches and all wars!

Some may not believe me, but I have seen more of love on the battlefield than anywhere else I have been.

"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." John 15:13 KJV



Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[ConorMacNessa]

Thanks very much Kathy! Thanks to you and Lauren for tonight's Purple Heart thread!

*HUGS*

A Brotherhood of those who have served - those who have paid the price with their blood. Salute to all my Purple Heart Brothers and Sisters!



Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[ConorMacNessa]

Welcome To All Who Enter This Canteen, To Our Serving Military, To Our Veterans, To All Military Families, To Our FRiends and To Our Allies!



Missing Man Setting

“The Empty Chair”

By Captain Carroll “Lex” Lefon, USN (ret), on December 21st, 2004

“In the wardroom onboard the aircraft carrier from which I recently debarked was a small, round table, with single chair. No one ever sat there, and the reasons, both for the table being there, and for the fact that the chair was always empty, will tell the reader a little bit about who we are as a culture.The wardroom, of course, is where the officers will dine; morning, noon and evening. It is not only a place to eat – it is also a kind of oasis from the sometimes dreary, often difficult exigencies of the service. A place of social discourse, of momentary relief from the burdens of the day. The only things explicitly forbidden by inviolable tradition in the wardroom are the wearing of a cover or sword by an officer not actually on watch, or conversation which touches upon politics or religion. But aboard ships which observe the custom, another implicit taboo concerns the empty chair: No matter how crowded the room, no matter who is waiting to be seated, that chair is never moved, never taken.

The table is by the main entrance to the wardroom. You will see it when you enter, and you will see it when you leave. It draws your eyes because it is meant to. And because it draws your eyes it draws your thoughts. And though it will be there every day for as long as you are at sea, you will look at it every time and your eyes will momentarily grow distant as you think for a moment. As you quietly give thanks.

AS YOU REMEMBER.

The small, round table is covered with a white linen tablecloth. A single place setting rests there, of fine bone china. A wineglass stands upon the table, inverted, empty. On the dinner plate is a pinch of salt. On the bread plate is a slice of lemon. Besides the plate lies a bible. There is a small vase with a single red rose upon the table. Around the vase is wound a yellow ribbon. There is the empty chair.

We will remember because over the course of our careers, we will have had the opportunity to enjoy many a formal evening of dinner and dancing in the fine company of those with whom we have the honor to serve, and their lovely ladies. And as the night wears on, our faces will in time become flushed with pleasure of each other’s company, with the exertions on the dance floor, with the effects of our libations. But while the feast is still at its best, order will be called to the room – we will be asked to raise our glasses to the empty table, and we will be asked to remember:

The table is round to show our everlasting concern for those who are missing. The single setting reminds us that every one of them went to their fates alone, that every life was unique.

The tablecloth is white symbolizing the purity of their motives when they answered the call to duty.

The single red rose, displayed in a vase, reminds us of the life of each of the missing, and their loved ones who kept the faith.

The yellow ribbon around the vase symbolizes our continued determination to remember them.

The slice of lemon reminds us of the bitterness of their fate.
The salt symbolizes the tears shed by those who loved them.
The bible represents the faith that sustained them.
The glass is inverted — they cannot share in the toast.
The chair is empty — they are not here. They are missing.

And we will remember, and we will raise our glasses to those who went before us, and who gave all that they had for us. And a part of the flush in our faces will pale as we remember that nothing worth having ever came without a cost. We will remember that many of our brothers and sisters have paid that cost in blood. We will remember that the reckoning is not over.

We many of us will settle with our families into our holiday season, our Christmas season for those who celebrate it, content in our fortune and prosperity. We will meet old friends with smiles and laughter. We will meet our members of our family with hugs. We will eat well, and exchange gifts and raise our glasses to the year passed in gratitude, and to the year to come with hope. We will sleep the sleep of the protected, secure in our homes, secure in our homeland.

But for many families, there will be an empty chair at the table this year. A place that is not filled.

WE SHOULD REMEMBER.”

Thanks To Alfa6 For Finding The Narrative Of “The Empty Chair.”

Robert Schumann – “Traumerei”
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Never Forget Those Who Sacrificed All That We Could Live In Freedom!!

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[ConorMacNessa]

GOD BLESS AND PROTECT OUR TROOPS AND OUR BELOVED NATION!


TATTOO
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Must retire – the 0500 Reveille approaches relentlessly.

The Bugler, his grim visage replete with an evil sneer, already mounts the parapet.

Do poor Tom some charity, whom the foul fiend vexes!

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All Gave Some – Some Gave All!!!
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Good night, God bless you, and God bless the United States of America!

Godspeed our Troops around the Globe – especially those in harm’s way – by virtue of their service and sacrifice we continue to live in Freedom!

Genuflectimus non ad principem sed ad Principem Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[jmacusa]

My thoughts for the OWS crowd , Code Pink and the Lefties:If you won’t stand behind our troops, then by all means stand in front of them.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening, Mayor, and thanks for today’s sustenance for body and soul. ((HUGS))

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening, jmacusa....an excellent idea!! Only problem...they are too dumb to get it.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Thanks, Nana Hope, for today's Pledge…((HUGS)). Thanks, AfghanMan and Penguin Girl, for your service to America.

[The Mayor]

Thank you Kathy! Do I have to pay 9 grand in taxes now? : )

[Kathy in Alaska]

God Bless you good, Mac. Good night and rest well. Thanks for helping honor our troops, past and present. Thank you for your service to our country.

[Kathy in Alaska]

That seems to be the way it works....but I won’t tell if you don’t.

Forget the display case...you’ll have to keep it in a drawer.

[Kathy in Alaska]

".....a stormy rainy Monday again!"

I guess the weather ISN'T improving. LOL!

Have a good Tuesday despite.....

[The Mayor]

OK! I will do that!

[Old Sarge]

And tonight's Midnight Movie Madness is: