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About Me

Retired USAF E-6, widowed

I'd like to meet

Washington, Lincolon, Patrick Henry, Patton, MacArthur

Interests

Gun collecter, reading, and bike riding and studing the real American History

Favorite Music

late 1960's 1970 rock

Favorite TV Shows

JAG, CSI

Favorite Movies

The Shootist, Grand Torino

Favorite Books

Anything by W.E.B. Griffin, Lies my teacher told me Everything your American History Textbook got wrong. Clive Cussler series A Peoples History of the United States 1492 to present.

Favorite Quotes

Freedom isn't Free!

Favorite Heroes

Clint Eastwood, John Wayne and all Military Active Duty and retired vets!

comments

  • DavE 2010/05/01 14:34:59
    DavE
    Wishing you an OUTSTANDING weekend friend !!!
    weekend friend
  • Nobamaforu 2010/04/12 19:44:04
  • Quixy 2010/04/04 13:49:01
    Quixy
    Wishing you a blessed Easter, my friend!

    blessed easter friend
  • Artist 2010/03/29 15:03:45
    Artist
    The MOAB...we need to use more of those!
    Thanks for the Add!
  • Phyl *In God i Trust* 2010/03/15 23:07:00
  • AmmoLou 2010/02/23 16:29:14
    AmmoLou
    A Different Christmas Poem
    The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
    I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
    My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
    My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
    Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
    Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
    The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
    Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
    My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
    Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
    In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
    So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
    The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
    But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
    Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
    Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
    My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
    And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
    Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
    A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
    A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
    Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
    Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
    Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
    "What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
    "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
    Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
    You should be at home on ...





































    A Different Christmas Poem
    The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
    I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
    My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
    My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
    Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
    Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
    The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
    Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
    My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
    Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
    In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
    So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
    The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
    But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
    Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
    Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
    My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
    And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
    Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
    A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
    A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
    Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
    Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
    Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
    "What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
    "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
    Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
    You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
    For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
    Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
    To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
    Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
    I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
    "It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
    That separates you from the darkest of times.
    No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
    I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
    My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,"
    Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
    My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',
    And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
    I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
    But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
    Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
    The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
    I can live through the cold and the being alone,
    Away from my family, my house and my home.
    I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
    I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
    I can carry the weight of killing another,
    Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
    Who stand at the front against any and all,
    To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
    " So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
    Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
    "But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
    "Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
    It seems all too little for all that you've done,
    For being away from your wife and your son."
    Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
    "Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
    To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
    To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
    For when we come home, either standing or dead,
    To know you remember we fought and we bled.
    Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
    (more)
  • Alleyoop 2010/02/20 02:33:20
    Alleyoop
    moderated...
  • Fidelito 2010/02/20 02:33:13
    Fidelito
    Thanx for the rave.
  • FightForFreedom 2010/02/20 01:24:13
  • dico 2010/01/20 07:19:04
    dico
    This is a day for AMERICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    america america america
  • PJ Sweet Cheeks 2010/01/13 13:34:54
    PJ  Sweet Cheeks
    Smile....
    smile
    We are half way through the work week! (((hugs)))
  • ☆The Rock☆ * AFCL* The Sher... 2010/01/12 19:42:51 (edited)
    ☆The Rock☆ * AFCL* The Sheriff!!
    Great blog! I am trying my best to irritate StarrCrapper!

    http://www.sodahead.com/unite...
  • Sherry Mowery, My Cowboy su... 2010/01/08 18:09:01 (edited)
  • REFUSENICK1967 2010/01/08 03:56:13
  • DR d 2010/01/05 06:00:32
    DR d


    Sorry for the late thanks friend
  • dico 2010/01/03 04:32:49
    dico
    thank you Ammo.. that is such a beautiful verse!!!
  • Alleyoop 2010/01/02 06:48:04
    Alleyoop
    moderated...
  • safari 2010/01/01 05:56:58
    safari
    ;-D
    ;-D
    ;-D
    ;-D
    ;-D
    ;-D



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  • AmmoLou
  • Male
  • NV, US
  • 2009/04/28 21:55:17
  • 2010/05/13 23:52:35
  • 59
  • Widowed
  • Straight
  • Capricorn
  • Some College
  • Christian
  • Conservative
  • White/Caucasian
  • 6 feet 0 inches

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