USO Canteen FReeper Style ~ Canteen Goes West ~ April 8, 2003

April 8, 2003 | LaDivaLoca

[LaDivaLoca]

Cowboys really did sing cowboy songs to the cattle at night. Singing songs like "Old Dan Tucker," "Nearer My God To Thee," "In the Sweet By and By" or "The Texas Lullaby" soothed jittery cows, which helped reduce the likelihood of stampede. Thunder and lightning were the most common cause of stampede.

The Prayer and song below tell of a "free" life entwined in nature and work.

COWBOYS' PRAYER (Badger Clark, 1906) O Lord, I've never lived where churches grow: I've loved creation better as it stood That day you finished it, so long ago. And looked upon your work and called it good. Just let me live my life as I've begun! And give me work that's open to the sky; Make me a partner to the wind and sun And I won't ask a life that's soft and high. Make me as big and open as the plains; As honest as the horse between my knees; Clean as the wind that blows behind the rains; Free as the hawk that circles down the breeze. Just keep an eye on all that's done and said; Just right me sometime when I turn aside; And guide me on the long, dim tail ahead -- That stretches upward towards the Great Divide.

O BURY ME From a poem by Edwin H. Chapin originally used as an elegy for burials at sea, adapted for Cowboy burials on the "Sea of Grass" "Oh, bury me not on the Lone Prairie;" These words came sad and mournfully From the pallid lips of a youth who lay On his dying bed at the close of day. "It matters not, so I've been told Where the body lies when the heart grows cold, But grant, oh grant, this wish to me; Bury me not on the Lone Prairie." "Bury me not on the Lone Prairie. Where coyotes howl and the wind blows free, In a narrow grave, six by three; Oh, Bury me not on the Lone Prairie." "Oh, Bury me not..." His voice failed there; We took no heed of his dying prayer. In a narrow grave, six by three, We buried him there on the Lone Prairie. And the Cowboys now, as they roam the Plains, They mark the spot where his bones were lain; Fling a handful of roses o'er his grave With a prayer to God his soul to save.

[LaDivaLoca]

Good Morning, everyone! I'll see ya all later, tonight!!!Have a wonderful Tuesday!

I want you to close your eyes and picture in your mind the soldier at Valley Forge, as he holds his musket in his bloody hands.

He stands barefoot in the snow, starved from lack of food, wounded from months of battle and emotionally scarred from the eternity away from his family surrounded by nothing but death and carnage of war.

He stands tough, with fire in his eyes and victory on his
breath.

He looks at us now in anger and disgust and tells us this...

I gave you a birthright of freedom born in the Constitution and now your children graduate too illiterate to read it.

I fought in the snow barefoot to give you the freedom to vote and you stay at home because it rains.

I left my family destitute to give you the freedom of speech and you remain silent on critical issues, because it might be bad for business.

I orphaned my children to give you a government to serve you and it has stolen democracy from the people.

It's the soldier not the reporter who gives you the freedom of the press.

It's the soldier not the poet who gives you the freedom of speech.

It's the soldier not the campus organizer who allows you to demonstrate.

It's the soldier who salutes the flag, serves the flag, whose coffin is draped with the flag that allows the protester to burn the flag!!!

"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. Amen."

[Aeronaut]

Good morning all.

[quietolong]

Follow up to Afghanistan helicopter crash...Crash victims identified
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/887755/posts

C-130s are SUVs of airlift

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/887759/posts

B-52 pilot still flying high after 33 years

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/887762/posts

[Radix]

Counting Coup.

 

 

 

 

 

[MeekOneGOP]

Mornin', everybody !! Happy Tuesday !

51 degrees as I post this, goin' for 60. A little cool spell . . .

Have a cup while you FReep !

For those who prefer hot chocolate.....

[MeekOneGOP]

The good guys always wear a white hat, btw . . .

Rats ! My George W. Bush pic in the white hat won't post correctly right now. :O(

[snippy_about_it]

Good Morning Diva, Good morning Troops!

Diva, stopping by for a quick morning preview and Wow, this looks great. I shall read bits and pieces throughout the day. Off to work!

[snippy_about_it]

Indeed they do Meekie!

[Soaring Feather]

Canteen Blessing
for the Troops

May your heart be calm
your voice strong
steady of foot
radiant of smile
confident and willing
knowing you are safe
Blessings upon you...

bentfeather

[tomkow6]

PLAY Ball!

[TxBec]

"No, Daschle is only THIS tall"

[tomkow6]

Good morning, Sam! Good morning, Canteen Crew! Good morning, EVERYBODY!

GOOD

MORNING

TROOPS!!

[tomkow6]

Chicagoland Weather
Current Conditions:
As reported at KORD, O'Hare Arpt.. ..
Last update Mon 8 Apr 2003 4:55 AM CDT.

Cloudy
31°F Feels Like: 23°F
UV Index: 0 Minimal
Wind: From the NE at 8 mph
Humidity: 91 %
Visibility: unlimited
Barometer: 30.24 inches and Steady

Today's Forecast Tue 08 Apr 2003 03:46 AM CDT
AM Ice
Low 26°F
High 35°F

[tomkow6]

Today's FEEBLE attempt at humor:

The driver of a tractor trailer lost control of his rig, plowed into an
empty tollbooth and smashed it to pieces. He climbed down from the
wreckage and looked around. Within a matter of minutes, another truck
pulled up and unloaded a crew of workers.

The men picked up each broken piece of the former tollbooth and spread
some kind of creamy substance on it, then they began fitting the pieces
together. In less than a half hour, they had the entire tollbooth
reconstructed and good as new.

"Astonishing!" the truck driver said to the crew chief. "What was that
white stuff you used to get all of the pieces together?"

The crew chief said, "Oh, that was tollgate booth paste."

[snippy_about_it]

LOL. Great caption!

[68-69TonkinGulfYachtClub]

Click on the pic and I'll guide you
to the start of today's thread by
LaDivaLoca



USO CANTEEN FREEPER STYLE MISSION STATEMENT
Showing support and boosting the morale of
our military and our allies military
and the family members of the above.
Honoring those who have served before.

Please Thank someone in the military for ensuring our Freedom.
Take a moment and Thank a Service Man or Woman.
Just Click on the graphic to SEND a message to someone in the military.

[beachn4fun]

Ah, perfect timing. This is what I just received via email:

Our President... A Cowboy They call my president a Cowboy... It once ticked me off when the Muslim detractors in the Middle East, or the socialist detractors in Europe, Hollywood and other cesspools of America called my President a cowboy, but the more I think about it, the more glad I am that he is. When I was a kid, cowboys were my heroes. Well, I mean the ones in the white hats, not the black hats, who were the bad guys. There was Tom Mix, Buck Jones, Johnny Mack Brown, Hopalong Cassidy, Red Ryder, Gene Autry, Roy Rogers, then later Marshall Matt Dillon, and others. Personally, I think Gene Autry could beat 'em all up, and then sing a song afterward to his girl friend. He was my favorite. What were common attributes of these legendary cowboys? Here are a few: 1. They were never looking for trouble. 2. But when it came, they faced it with courage. 3. They were always on the side of right. 4. They defended good people against bad people. 5. They had high morals. 6. They had good manners. 7. They were honest. 8. They spoke their minds and they spoke the truth, regardless of what people thought or "political correctness," which no one had ever heard of back then. 9. They were a beacon of integrity in the wild, wild West. 10. They were respected. When they walked into a saloon (where they usually drank only sarsaparilla), the place became quiet, and the bad guys kept their distance. 11. If in a gunfight, they could outdraw anyone. If in a fist fight, they could beat up anyone. 12. They always won. They always got their man. In victory, they rode off into the sunset. Those were the days when there was such a thing as right and wrong, something blurred in our modern world, and denied by many. Those were the days when women were respected and treated as ladies, because they acted like ladies. Now as a senior citizen, I still like cowboys. They represent something good -- something pure that America has been missing. Ronald Reagan was a "cowboy", who was brave, positive, and who gave us hope. He wore a "white hat". (Any good fan of the old western movies knows a man in a "white hat" is a "good guy".) To the consternation of his liberal critics, he had the courage to call a spade a spade and call the former Soviet Union what it was -- the evil empire. Liberals hated Ronald Reagan. They also hate President Bush because he distinguishes between good and evil. He calls a spade a spade, and after 9-11 called evil "evil," without mincing any words, to the shock of the liberal establishment. That's what cowboys do, you know. He also told the French to "put their cards on the table" (old West talk), which they did, exposing their cowardice and greed. The Arabs are wrong. In the old West, "might" did not make right. Right made right. Cowboys in white hats were always on the side of right, and that was their might. I am glad my President is a cowboy. He'll get his man. "Cowboys" do, you know...

[beachn4fun]

HEY TxBec.

[beachn4fun]

Ok, here is my input to Humor Corner today:

Redneck Vasectomy

After having their 11th child, an Alabama couple decided that was enough, and they couldn't afford a larger bed. So the husband went to his veterinarian and told him that he and his cousin didn't want to have any more children. The doctor told him that there was a procedure called a vasectomy that could fix the problem but that it was expensive. A less costly alternative, said the doctor, was to go home, get a cherry bomb (fireworks are legal in Alabama), light it, put it in a beer can, then hold the can up to his ear and count to 10. The Alabamian said to the doctor, "I may not be the smartest man in the world, but I don't see how putting a cherry bomb in a beer can next to my ear is going to help me." "Trust me," said the doctor. So the man went home, lit a cherry bomb and put it in a beer can. He held the can up to his ear and began to count: "1" "2" "3" "4" "5" At which point he paused, placed the beer can between his legs, and resumed counting on his other hand. This procedure also works in Kentucky, Mississippi, and West Virginia.

Nah, she ain't my sister, she's my first cousin