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A Feather In Flight





I have decided to dedicate this page to the brave men and women of our country,and to those of you that have friends,relatives,or acquaintances that you are proud of...Who are heros to you.

I found a website for 911 that is truely touching. Please go and take a look at:

911 Page



I would like to thank the great group of firemen that have helped me with my webpage. They named the webpage and have added their input to the page. You know who you are. A special Thanks to Ben for all your help. Also, the guys have sent me a website link, please go and check it out, it's a touching site:

Armed Forces TributePage



Second of all, I would like to say Thanks to the men and women who protect our country.....The Military, The Police, And The Firefighters. I have the utmost respect for those of you who put your lives on the line everyday for our country's safety. You are truely all angels in my eyes. May God be with you all!


I'll Pray For You: One part of life is joy, another part is grief And when I see you hurting, I long to bring relief. But while there is so little I feel that I can do, God is ever loving and is there to help you through. So to the One who knows your pain, the Source of peace and care, I pledge to kneel beside you, before the lord in prayer.













A Hero’s Choice by Linda Ellis copyright 2001:

A choice is a decision that we have the option to make, but a hero’s choice is a decision that’s made for another’s sake. They became firefighters not for the pay or uniform and knew what they might have to face in the duties they’d perform. And on September 11th, two-thousand and one, though their worst fears came true, they did what had to be done. In the chaos and terror and rush of the mob, headfirst they proceeded to accomplish their job. Through air thick with flame, they felt the vibration, but made a hero’s choice to enter ...without hesitation. Aware this decision could mean from earth they'd depart, each made a hero’s choice by following his heart. Although hundreds went in, their guidance was heard as one voice and thousands live today because they made...a hero’s choice. Every firefighter’s limb that bears a burn or a scar represents what they do and defines who they are and the steadfast union they share where it's understood... that it's more than a job; it’s a sacred brotherhood. On that fateful day in September, they proved this to be true, When a firefighter’s skin is cut, he bleeds red, white and blue. Along with grieving for their loss, let us also rejoice that each firefighter left this earth because he made ...a hero’s choice.









When You Remember Me:

If I am ever called to leave you, unexpectedly, please take from me these parting thoughts to frame my legacy. When you remember me tomorrow, I pray you'll recall A happy soul who loved his family - Loved his work as well. Please recollect a man who loved the chance to lend a hand, to save a life or property from some untimely end. Someone who heard the public call to safeguard streets and homes - deliver breath to silent lungs, to quench the hostile flames. But when you ponder how I came to make my final stand, don't make me more than what I was - a kind, compassionate man. Don't make me more in death that I, in life, have ever been - Remember, simply, one who served his God and fellow man.













MY COLORS NEVER RUN Sharon Bryant September 2001

You have seen me in this nation And in countries worldwide I show who I am With dignity and pride I've flown on beaches And in trenches with every race I've made it to the moon When I flew in outer space I have seen every battlefield That there is to see I have flown proudly for sons and daughters Who believed in my dignity I stand for America The greatest nation on earth And again I shall fly proudly To show my nation's worth My stars represent a nation That is united as one And NO ONE on earth Will ever make my colors run I am loved by many I am feared by many more I am a piece of cloth Who guides my nation in war I was there in Germany I also flew in Guam I led my nation in Korea I was there in Vietnam I will lead my nation As I have always done I stand for Freedom Because my colors never run I will give HOPE As I have done all my life For every man child and woman For every husband and wife My stars fly gallantly For the states in the USA My stripes are for the colonies We've come a long way I've been saluted and honored From shore to shore Some call me "Old Glory" A name I adore I am HOPE, for ONE nation The land from where I came America the beautiful The HOME OF THE BRAVE





~JUST A COMMON SOLDIER~

Author Unknown

He was getting old and paunchy and his hair was falling fast, And he sat around the Legion telling stories of his past Of a war that he had fought in and the deeds that he had done, In his exploits with his buddies~~they were heroes, every one. And tho' sometimes to his neighbours, his tales became a joke, All his Legion buddies listened, for they knew whereof he spoke But we'll hear his tales no longer, for old Bill has passed away, And the world's a little poorer, for the soldier died today. He won't be mourned by many, just his children and his wife, For he lived an ordinary, quick and uneventful life Held a job and raised a family, quietly going his own way And the world won't note his passing, tho' a soldier died today. When politicians leave this earth, their bodies lie in state While thousands note their passing and proclaim that they were great, Papers tell their life stories from the time that they were young, But the passing of a soldier goes unnoticed and unsung. In the greatest contribution to the welfare of our land One guy breaks his promises and cons his fellow man But the ordinary fellow, who in times of war and strife, Goes off to serve his country and offers up his life. A politician's stipend and the style in which he lives Are sometimes disproportionate to the service that he gives While the ordinary soldier who offered up his all Is paid off with a medal and perhaps a pension small. It's so easy to forget them, for it was so long ago That the old Bills of our country went to battle, but we know It was not the politicians, with their compromise and ploys Who won for us the freedom that our country now enjoys. Should you find yourself in danger with your enemies at hand Would you want a politician with his ever~shifting stand Or would you prefer a soldier who has sworn to defend His home, his kin and country and would fight right to the end? He was just a common soldier and his ranks are growing thin But his presence should remind us we may need his likes again. For when countries are in conflict then we find the soldier's part Is to clean up all the troubles that the politicians start. If we cannot do him honour while he's here to hear the praise, Then at least let's give him homage at the ending of his days Perhaps just a simple headline in a paper that would say, "OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING, FOR A SOLDIER DIED TODAY !!"


I have enjoyed working on this page. I have learned alot. I especially loved looking for and finding things to go on it,also the ideas from the firefighters. A Special Thanks to Ben. I would like all you who work with Ben to let him know if you would like anything put on this page, a comment, picture, or whatever. Thanks for letting me do this page,and once again, Thanks to all of you very special Guys! Tammy



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