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  Very nice tag mum! I like it and may use it if that is okay with you...
GBU! 
 oh of course  dear Love ..post these on your profile
 any of these graphics are yours  to use anyway you see fit
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Beautiful posts. Thank you for sharing, sister.
oh you are very welcome Clay You are a real Sweetheart
it has been very nice getting acquainted with you in emails
 you are so polite & courteous , a rarity these days in young men
 please stop by anytime & grace us with your presence
There are also some very lovely ladies who frequent this thread
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Also thanking our British and other allies backing us
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Harry Patch, the last survivor of World War I to fight in the trenches, has died.He passed away this morning at a care home in Somerset, aged 111.The home released a statement which read: "It is with much sadness that we must announce the death of Mr Harry Patch. Funeral arrangements are being made in accordance with Mr Patch's wishes, and we wish to extend our deepest sympathies to his family, friends and the residents and staff of Fletcher House." Mr Patch was a machine-gunner in the Duke of Cornwall's Light Infantry and fought during the Battle of Passchendaele, in Ypres, which claimed the lives of more than 70,000 soldiers. He became Britain's oldest man when another veteran of the war, Henry Allingham, died a week ago. 
Henry Allingham (6 June 1896 – 18 July 2009) Cigarettes, whisky and wild, wild women was Henry Allingham's tongue in cheek recipe for his long life, which crossed over three centuries. He was born in east London in June 1896 and brought up by his mother and grandparents following the death of his father, from TB, in 1897. After leaving school he obtained a job as a trainee surgical instrument maker but quickly moved into the motor trade where he worked building car bodies. In 1914 he tried to join the Army as a despatch rider but his mother, who was ill, persuaded him to stay at home and nurse her. She died a few months afterwards, age 42, and Henry, who later remembered feeling completely alone and with no purpose in life, joined the fledgling Royal Naval Air Service as a mechanic. After his training he was posted to Great Yarmouth, where he maintained sea planes involved in anti submarine patrols in the North Sea and acted as an air gunner in operations to counter German Zeppelins. He was drafted on to HM trawler Kingfisher which headed north, in May 1916, as part of the British force sent to intercept the German High Seas Fleet at Jutland. In what became the only major naval battle of the war, the British lost 14 ships and more than 6,000 lives, but the German fleet never again threatened to put to sea against the Royal Navy. Allingham later recalled watching shells flying across the sea. "There were a lot of dud shells and that saved us from a lot of harm." In 1917 he was posted to the Western Front where the RNAS was tasked with supporting squadrons of the Royal Flying Corps which was operating sorties over the battlefields of the Somme. He found himself in the trenches where he was ordered to neutralise the booby trapped bombs left behind by the retreating German soldiers. He later recalled being up to his armpits in water with the smell of mud and rotting flesh all around him. In November 1917 he was posted to an aircraft recovery depot at Dunkirk where he stayed for the remainder of the war. Even here, behind the lines, he was subject to German bombing raids and shellfire from the sea. Six months later he was transferred to the newly formed Royal Air Force after the merger of the RFC and the naval air service. After his discharge from the RAF he went to work for the Ford Motor Company where he remained until he retired. His engineering expertise was called into use again in World War II where he worked on a project designed to neutralise German magnetic mines. Since 1918 he had buried his memories of the war, avoiding reunions and refusing to discuss the subject with his family. He never forgot the sacrifice of his comrades who failed to return But, in 2005, he was persuaded to unveil an RAF memorial in France and he decided it would have been disrespectful to his former comrades to refuse. For the remainder of his life he was tireless in attending commemorative events, including the 90th anniversary of the Somme, and regularly spoke to schoolchildren about his wartime experiences. On his visit to the Somme in 2006 he was asked how he wanted to be remembered. "I don't," he said, "I want to be forgotten. Remember the others." .............. They too fought for our freedom Rest In Peace and thank you.
Amen ..
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Sat 07/25/09 10:49 PM
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Harry Patch, the last survivor of World War I to fight in the trenches, has died.He passed away this morning at a care home in Somerset, aged 111.The home released a statement which read: "It is with much sadness that we must announce the death of Mr Harry Patch. Funeral arrangements are being made in accordance with Mr Patch's wishes, and we wish to extend our deepest sympathies to his family, friends and the residents and staff of Fletcher House." Mr Patch was a machine-gunner in the Duke of Cornwall's Light Infantry and fought during the Battle of Passchendaele, in Ypres, which claimed the lives of more than 70,000 soldiers. He became Britain's oldest man when another veteran of the war, Henry Allingham, died a week ago.
Henry Allingham (6 June 1896 – 18 July 2009) Cigarettes, whisky and wild, wild women was Henry Allingham's tongue in cheek recipe for his long life, which crossed over three centuries. He was born in east London in June 1896 and brought up by his mother and grandparents following the death of his father, from TB, in 1897. After leaving school he obtained a job as a trainee surgical instrument maker but quickly moved into the motor trade where he worked building car bodies. In 1914 he tried to join the Army as a despatch rider but his mother, who was ill, persuaded him to stay at home and nurse her. She died a few months afterwards, age 42, and Henry, who later remembered feeling completely alone and with no purpose in life, joined the fledgling Royal Naval Air Service as a mechanic. After his training he was posted to Great Yarmouth, where he maintained sea planes involved in anti submarine patrols in the North Sea and acted as an air gunner in operations to counter German Zeppelins. He was drafted on to HM trawler Kingfisher which headed north, in May 1916, as part of the British force sent to intercept the German High Seas Fleet at Jutland. In what became the only major naval battle of the war, the British lost 14 ships and more than 6,000 lives, but the German fleet never again threatened to put to sea against the Royal Navy. Allingham later recalled watching shells flying across the sea. "There were a lot of dud shells and that saved us from a lot of harm." In 1917 he was posted to the Western Front where the RNAS was tasked with supporting squadrons of the Royal Flying Corps which was operating sorties over the battlefields of the Somme. He found himself in the trenches where he was ordered to neutralise the booby trapped bombs left behind by the retreating German soldiers. He later recalled being up to his armpits in water with the smell of mud and rotting flesh all around him. In November 1917 he was posted to an aircraft recovery depot at Dunkirk where he stayed for the remainder of the war. Even here, behind the lines, he was subject to German bombing raids and shellfire from the sea. Six months later he was transferred to the newly formed Royal Air Force after the merger of the RFC and the naval air service. After his discharge from the RAF he went to work for the Ford Motor Company where he remained until he retired. His engineering expertise was called into use again in World War II where he worked on a project designed to neutralise German magnetic mines. Since 1918 he had buried his memories of the war, avoiding reunions and refusing to discuss the subject with his family. He never forgot the sacrifice of his comrades who failed to return But, in 2005, he was persuaded to unveil an RAF memorial in France and he decided it would have been disrespectful to his former comrades to refuse. For the remainder of his life he was tireless in attending commemorative events, including the 90th anniversary of the Somme, and regularly spoke to schoolchildren about his wartime experiences. On his visit to the Somme in 2006 he was asked how he wanted to be remembered. "I don't," he said, "I want to be forgotten. Remember the others."
Stopping by
to honor the lives of Harry Patch and Henry Allingham
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Topic:
For Grammy09 --- Wanda
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it was soo nice
to finally get to Speak with you Sweetie
i just knew your voice would be deep ! 
thank you soo much for calling
Now we can put the proper voices to these posts
and sense the passion or lack of it
depending on what we are talking about
when reading the words we type
and also
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Topic:
Whooo Hoooo!!
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(( Baby, nobody dances better than the king.!!))  he is NOT my King
 never was & never will be
 he was completely overrated
 and disgusting in his dance moves
I second the motion in that Elvis was not and is not my King, either. The Lord Jesus is. But Elvis did acknowledge in his Gospel shows that he may have been called the king of rock'n'roll, but he wanted to worship the true King in his music. I admire and adore that, because most famous people nowadays do not acknowledge where their gifts and talents came from. Hallelujah Clay Praise the Lord Jesus is my Lord & King
 Wow ..well, i am so happy
that he acknowledged Jesus Christ as his Lord and Savior ..
I'll cut him some slack then now
but not toooo much though
cause he still was gross  & disgusting  in his dance moves
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Fri 07/24/09 10:13 PM
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Topic:
Whooo Hoooo!!
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(( Baby, nobody dances better than the king.!!)) he is NOT my King
never was & never will be
he was completely overrated
and disgusting in his dance moves
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What do you think is the best Godly way to find a good mate? Should we pray and wait? Or, should we multiple date? Or...none of the above? I pray and pray for the right man to come along
but all the wrong ones comes around ///
for instance ...
there are so many handsome young virile men in their twenties & 30's who hit up on me on a regular basis & send me kisses and hugs & winks all day and night i always tell them thank you , but they need someone closer to their own age ... i have no interest in dating a young man as old as my handsome Son and it is soo funny cause many of the older men have hit on me too ...ones i thought were my friends but things they say in the threads make me go the other way and when i let them know i am not interested & reject them then they get all rude & make nasty comments trying to put me down under the guise of humor cause they cannot handle rejection & then they try to make a move on someone young & naive
to save their flimsy egos
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congratulations ? ...oh please
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It is my pleasure and honor honey. I gotta chuckle as I recall the irony.... For some reason I think of "Opposites attract and Like polarities repel"....I think that when we first met...we both repelled each other cause we both have quite a few similarities.....and people like us WILL be right. Niether of us would back down. In retrospect...I guess I just wanted to be right... But, ya know....I need to just be more apprecieative of enjoying the company of my equals. You are a good hearted soul. I hope we can let the past lay behind and fade away with our footsteps. Peace Eric oh that is so profound & very observant 
and i have to agree that it is soo true 
I am a feisty protective defensive 
Italian Sicilian Mountain Lion of a Woman
& suffering from menopause big time now 
& with a history of cancer in my immediate family
I am not too excited about taking hormonal therapy
& for many reasons being widowed twice 
& raising three children basically alone
& fending for myself for so long
and not having the money
to get out of nasty crime ridden neighborhoods 
yet i have a heart that is so tender & true
and has got to be bigger than the Grand Canyon
i have sent you a broken arrow of peace
along with another friend request
& my phone number in case you'd like to chat
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Baby....BDU is Battle Dress Uniform...you know...camos. awww...thank you Sweetheart ..
the best thing that has come from this thread so far
is that you & i are closer & reaching deeper communication
thank you so much ..it means so much to me 
and aside from that
would be good care for our Veterans
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Fri 07/24/09 04:19 PM
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Fri 07/24/09 04:09 PM
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It is difficult to know exactly win right will prevail.... Ican tell you if you are a believer you have nothing to worry about. Sometime soon the great tribulation will manifest itself and we will all taken up.  The best thing that we can do at this point,
is continue to do what is right. yes, thank you..that is somewhat comforting
but it is so hard to wait for justice to prevail
& it is just so soo painful to witness such foul corruption
when so many evil entities are running wild 
getting rewarded for their hell bent corruption 
and so many good people are going without
watching this all unfold is so hard to take
waiting & waiting & waiting for the tables to finally turn
waiting for the evil ones  to finally finally get theirs
& suffer the full repercussions of their corrupt ways
it is soo hard waiting for the laws to change in good people's favor
waiting & waiting for that which is righteous
& truly just to finally prevail
these are the times that truly try good men's souls
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Fri 07/24/09 11:23 AM
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well, i hear that many cemetaries have needs
for employees with just those exact skills
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Joni Mitchell-Cactus Tree (BBC) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kLNF32bKed0 There's a man who's been out sailing In a decade full of dreams And he takes her to a schooner And he treats her like a queen Bearing beads from California With their amber stones and green He has called her from the harbor He has kissed her with his freedom He has heard her off to starboard In the breaking and the breathing Of the water weeds While she was busy being free There's a man who's climbed a mountain And he's calling out her name And he hopes her heart can hear three thousand miles He calls again He can think her there beside him He can miss her just the same He has missed her in the forest While he showed her all the flowers And the branches sang the chorus As he climbed the scaley towers Of a forest tree While she was somewhere being free There's a man who's sent a letter And he's waiting for reply He has asked her of her travels Since the day they said goodbye He writes "Wish you were beside me We can make it if we try" He has seen her at the office With her name on all his papers Thru the sharing of the profits He will find it hard to shake her From his memory And she's so busy being free There's a lady in the city And she thinks she loves them all There's the one who's thinking of her There's the one who sometimes calls There's the one who writes her letters With his facts and figures scrawl She has brought them to her senses They have laughed inside her laughter Now she rallies her defenses For she fears that one will ask her For eternity And she's so busy being free There's a man who sends her medals He is bleeding from the war There's a jouster and a jester and a man who owns a store There's a drummer and a dreamer And you know there may be more She will love them when she sees them They will lose her if they follow And she only means to please them And her heart is full and hollow Like a cactus tree While she's so busy being free 
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