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I will always have a soft spot in my heart for the soldier. My mother is a marine. She is no longer enlisted but ask any marine and they will tell you "Once a marine, always a marine."
She bravely volunteered to go to a place and live a life that most of us would never consider and for it she was spat on when she walked off of base in her uniform. She was in from 1960 to 1963, Viet Nam was on strong and JANE FONDA and people like her were giving our troops a bad name by spreading propaganda about them. As a result when people saw them in public in uniform, they were insulted and assaulted. No matter what I think of our governments use of the military, I will always support our troops they are the backbone of freedoms.



I post this following text. It was messaged to me as a response to my support of our troops. I felt that you should hear it from a soldier's heart. Remember that every soldier is someone's son, daughter, mother, father, sister or brother. Whether they mean anything to you or not they mean something to some one.

"Thank you. It's nice to see not everyone is blind to who we are and why we do what we do here. I often feel that thanks to the media we are now outcasts in the world. They call us "baby killers" and "barbarians" Yes war is evil, but sometimes a necessary one for the greater good of the innocent. I wish more people understood the way you do. I am sorry to hear your mother served in such a horrible time. I am proud to serve and have a deep respect for all those who served before me. I'm glad that I have been given the chance to carry on their legacy whether the rest of the world remembers them or not."

I love being an American. In the best of times and the worst of times, we still have something here that you can find nowhere else. At our worst we still understand the basic necessity of freedoms. Without freedom we are nothing but masses of quivering flesh and I for one refuse to live life less than openly. I need to feel the sun, the ran and sometimes even the lightening just to know I am alive. I need to risk the pain in hopes of love and joy.

Our freedoms have created a spirit and a place that encourages the best in us. No where else could you find a Thomas Edison, Tesla or an Einstein. People from all over the world have migrated here with a hope that they could make better lives for themselves and find the freedom to think freely and to do what life led them to do. We can reach for the stars and go further and higher than we ever dreamed possible but first we must lose our willingness to give in to the fears that beset the best of us. Man is man, like the old adage "If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck and looks like a duck, it must be a duck."
So is man. We are not human because of our lineage, but because we were born to it. Men and women come in all colors, sizes and shapes but we are still people. Race changes little. Beliefs and dreams only change the person not their humanity.
The only way to be free is to allow others to do the same. Parents trying to run their children's lives, people who hate because of skin or religion, these will never be truly free.