Thank you all and I hope to get more replies. Not for the sake of me.... But for the sake of OUR COUNTRY AND OUR SOLDIERS! We live the lives we do because of these great men and women. RESPECT THEM... Or as far as I'm conserned.... LEAVE!

Well, I'm glad that I am proud to be an AMERICAN!!!!!!!!!

LOVE YOUR COUNTRY.. LOVE THE SOLDIERS.. RESPECT THE LIVES.
This was sent to me in an email..Really made me tear up.

To all of thost who respect our COUNTRY... Please send prayers to my friends fighting for lives.

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 k now,

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,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.'


PLEASE, Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S.service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.

1) SPC Mullenix, Robert Iraq Xmas 2006 Xmas 2007
2)Rich Nessling I'll see you soon! Keep safe and I'll always keep my own watch.

Tequila does make her clothes fall off. And MILLER LITE all the way!

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I'm always willing to put myself out there. I've been on this site for 9 or so months and it is just crazy that all these people come on here to meet others but they never reply. I mean what do all you ladies in this area look for? Obviously not an outgoing guy that loves to have a good time. I don't know.... I guess that is just a couple of one man's thought about meeting someone locally. What do yall think?

No one replys when I have started the forums. I just check themout every so often. It seems like posting is almost a joke. LIke thinking that you will hear from one of your mutual matches.

Sorry sweetheart. I don't think that ther is anything wrong with a hillbilly as long as it doesn't go too far. But is there a happy medium?

So you aren't looking for a hillbilly?...You aren't looking for a rapper?...You know what you want, but are you looking hard enough?

Well I guess there isn't anyone around. Too bad. And what is woooooooooo?

I was just wondering where everyone from the burbs is at?

Kill 'em all. Especially the pedophiles that get out after a couple of years and keep hurting the real innocent victims.

We had beerfest in my town this weekend. It was a drunkin
good time.

Nice. Thanks for looking out for us. We apprechiate it.

Thank you hon!

Notta problem, It's just one guy's thoughts and take them for what they
are worth, Or not worth I guess.

Well what can I say. We've all been through the bad and that's what
gives us hope to know that there is a good one out there for us. No
matter who you find there is going to be flaws. remember nobody's
perfect, There is just perfect for us. Also remember the hunt is the
hard part, after you find what you are looking for the rest will be
easy, Because love isn't supposed to be hard. And if it is, it isn't
right in some way shape or form.

YOu know what, I think it is hard to find nice people where or whatever
your approach may be. I find most people aren't that great, that is
the reason behind you finding that good one for you. I think most
people have one true love but some of them never find who they are
really looking for. We've always got to weed out the good from the bad,
nice from the not so nice. That's the problem with the hunt. You have
to go through the bad ones to find what it is that you're looking for.
But that's just one guys thoughts. Who knows, I could be off in my
outlook.

The way I'm finding we have to have three testicles and a bad attitude.