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THE PRICE America, America. Oh what a land. Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, For every woman, child and man.
But such a gift, Did not come without a price. So let us never forget those, Who made the ultimate sacrifice.
It started with, The shot heard around the world. The patriots and British, Fighting at Lexington and Concord.
And, continued at Valley Forge, With Washington's winter of discontent. But, he rallied his men, And they defeated the Hessian the British had sent.
The Revolutionaries won, The final showdown. The beat the British, And Cornwallis at Yorktown.
In the War of 1812, Mr Key saw through the rockets glare. That over Ft. McHenry. Our flag was still there.
The Mexican American War, Gave us "Remember the Alamo." A lot of frontier hero's fought there, And on to eternal glory they did go.
Then the bloodiest war, Anyone had every seen. The Civil War caused the most casualties. Of any in our history.
At the battles of, Antitem, Gettysburg, and Shiloh, Oh, how the blood, Of those young men did flow.
Finally, that war too ended, And, true to Lincoln wish, The government of the people, by the people and for the people, Did not perish.
Next, the Spanish American War, And, the charge up San Juan Hill. Ah, to have rode with Teddy Must have been a thrill.
Then, came World War I Unlike any seen before. It was called, The war to end all wars.
Hero's like Sgt. York fought then, And the Red Baron as well. But, the men in the trenches reconfirmed "war is (This word is unacceptable on Trapperman)."
We learned to fight with, Planes, tanks and even poison gas. Eventually this war, Like all war also passed.
World War II, Started with the attack on Pearl Harbor. That was when FDR, Said "No more."
We hunted the Desert Fox, And then stormed into Sicily. Up through Italy, And defeated Mussolini.
To the beaches of Normandy, Where the tides ran red. From the bodies, Of the men who lay dead.
We marched through Europe, On our way to Berlin. The Russians came, too. And, soon Hitler reign came to an end.
The Japanese fought us hard, From Midway to Guadalcanal and Iwo Jima The war ended when we, Destroyed Nagasaki and Hiroshima.
We went to Korea, To act as policemen. The battles raged on, And it seemed to never end.
The Chosin Reservoir Was a mass retreat? We fought so hard, That it wasn't quite a defeat.
Finally, the talks at Panmunjong. Decided enough men had died. We didn't win and, It ended in a tie.
Next came Vietnam, The war that raged on for years But, for the men who fought there They suffered some of their greatest fears.
For the men who fought and died, At places like Hue and Khe Sahn. Their ghost and memories may be forgotten, But they are not gone.
And, lastly when Saddam, started a storm in the Persian Gulf. We responded by, Sending "Stormin' Norman Swartzkoff."
Saddam promised "The mother of all battles." Well it was more like the uncle of all retreats. America and the Allied Coalition, Handed Saddam a very swift defeat.
Let us not forget the mothers, wives, and sweethearts. Whose tears fell down like rain. When the got the letter, Informing them their boy wasn't coming home again.
So, here's to the Army, Navy, the Air Force and the Marines. And all the battles they have won. To the red, white and blue. The colors that never run.
So, let us remember, Whenever we are together, The price paid for, The wings of liberty not to lose a feather.
Because the liberty and freedom, We hold so dear, Was paid for in, young blood, cold sweat and bitter tears
Written in 2000 by Mike DiSalvo
Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure
My Grandfather served in WWII and was in on freeing concentration camps, Dad was a General's attache in Vietnam, and my oldest son was a Navy Corpsman in Iraq (serving in the northern Desert)
Last edited by MikeTraps2; 05/28/2302:36 PM.
Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure
I had 14, many great, grandfathers of mine fight in the Revolutionary War on our side, 2 of whom later fought in the War of 1812. 2 others were Quakers, who gave up their religion and took up arms when the British comitted atrocities in their town in Maryland. I had 1 many great grandfather fight for the British.
One of the 4 men killed on the battlements at Fort McHenry, under the rockets red glare, was a many great uncle of mine.
I had many, many great grandfathers fight in the Civil War, most for the South.
Both of my grandfathers fought in WWII. My maternal grandfather lied about his age and enlisted at 16. He was in Germany at barely 17 years old and met the russians coming from the East. My paternal grandfather was in medical school, studying to be a surgeon, when we entered the war. He enlisted as a medic. He was shot by the japs in the hand, while carrying a stretcher. He went back and carried out and saved more wounded men. My paternal grandfather never talked about the war. My father didn't know my grandfather had medals until he found them in a desk drawer twenty some years later. After the war, the injury to his hand and the malaria he caught in the Philippines prevented my grandfather from becoming a surgeon.
I had three Uncles that served. One died in France, One died in the Aluetian Islands the third was a POW in Vietnam. My Father served in Vietnam. I was Born in 67 and he was already wounded and Stateside before I was born. I served and went to Desert Storm in Iraq. I did not want my oldest son to serve because it is not the Military it used to be. He went in but did not reup. Even he admits it is getting to WOKE!!! Now he is an engineer for Harley Davidson in Milwaukee married to a Nurse and doing what we expect of him..... Giving us Grandkids!!!!! THAT is his Job..
God please keep they 19 fallen UBB miners out of trouble up there.
I had 5 uncles that served in WWII. One died dropping into Bastogne, 3 fought the japs in the Pacific and one served in Europe.My father served in Korea.
My paternal grandfather was on the Western Front, WW1. My father was a navigator on a B-29 in the Pacific in WW2, also occupation in Japan after Japan surrendered. I was on Navy destroyers, two tours to SE Asia, first tour was on the USS John R Craig, DD-885, gun line, Tonkin Gulf. Second tour on the USS Hoel DDG-13.