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APPLESEED RAMSEUR NC HOMERANGE FEB-25-26

Started by KARDIAK KID, February 28, 2017, 05:54:40 PM

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KARDIAK KID

February 28, 2017, 05:54:40 PM
  2 RETURNING RIFLEMEN, ONE BROUGHT HER SON WHO SHOT A RIFLE FOR THE FIRST TIME, A YOUNG MAN WAS BROUGHT OUT BY HIS FATHER WHO HAD ATTENED AN APPLESEED IN COLORADO, AND ONE RETURNING APPLESEED WHO SHOT RIFLEMAN AND TOOK AND ORANGE HAT.
HUZZAH FRIST-MODEL!! GREAT WEATHER AND A SAFE ATTENTIVE GROUP.
Dusty old helmet, rusty old gun,
They sit in the corner and wait –
Two souvenirs of the Second World War
That have withstood the time, and the hate.
Many times I've wanted to ask them –
And now that we're here all alone,
Relics all three of a long ago war –
Where has freedom gone?
Mute witness to a time of much trouble,
Where kill or be killed was the law –
Were these implements used with high honor?
What was the glory they saw?
Freedom flies in your heart like an eagle.
Let it soar with the winds high above
Among the spirits of soldiers now sleeping,
Guard it with care and with love.
I salute my old friends in the corner.
I agree with all they have said –
And if the moment of truth comes tomorrow,
I'll be free, or By God, I'll be dead!
Audie Murphy

KARDIAK KID

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March 01, 2017, 08:59:51 AM
GREAT GROUP OF APPLESEED RETURNEES .

MIKE SCORED RIFLEMAN ON HIS SECOND EVENT, 215. AND HE REQUESTED AN ORANGE HAT, IIT0 FIRST-MODEL.

WILLIE RE-QUALIFIED 228.
 
Dusty old helmet, rusty old gun,
They sit in the corner and wait –
Two souvenirs of the Second World War
That have withstood the time, and the hate.
Many times I've wanted to ask them –
And now that we're here all alone,
Relics all three of a long ago war –
Where has freedom gone?
Mute witness to a time of much trouble,
Where kill or be killed was the law –
Were these implements used with high honor?
What was the glory they saw?
Freedom flies in your heart like an eagle.
Let it soar with the winds high above
Among the spirits of soldiers now sleeping,
Guard it with care and with love.
I salute my old friends in the corner.
I agree with all they have said –
And if the moment of truth comes tomorrow,
I'll be free, or By God, I'll be dead!
Audie Murphy
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