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Get Together
Youngbloods


Love is but a song to sing
Fear's the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
Or make the angels cry
Though the bird is on the wing
And you may not know why

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Some may come and some may go
We shall surely pass
When the one that left us here
Returns for us at last
We are but a moment's sunlight
Fading in the grass

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

If you hear the song I sing
You will understand (listen!)
You hold the key to love and fear
All in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both
It's there at you command

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Right now ... Right now......
This Page is a Dedication to Veterans of All Wars.....and the ones they left behind,
In Hopes that we have learned something from the past. 
Peace.
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A Letter Home....

Dear .........

How am I?  I've been bawled out, balled up, held  up, held down, bulldozed, blackjacked, walked on, cheated , squeezed, and mooched....stuck for tax,  income tax, excess profit tax, war bonds, stamps, U.S.O. , Red Cross...... double-crossed, asked to help the Nation, the President, congress, FBI, Navy Army, Marines, Air Corps, Allies, War Refugees and Unions.

Lived in foxholes, slit trenches, dugouts, trains, ships, trucks, camps, barns, strawstacks, rice paddies, jungles, palaces, and puptents.  Ate dehydrated eggs, chicken, turkey, bread, apples, peaches, soup and nuts.  Taken shots and pills for a thousand pains and diseases.  Bathed in pollywog pools, seas, swamps, helmets, oilcans, springs, streams, rivers, wells and stock-troughs.

All my Gals are engaged, married, having kids, going with 4Fs,  Statesmen, business men, U.S.O., Commandos, college boys and helping everyones' morale but mine.

I've given, drew and sweated blood.

Been bombed, shelled, mortared, shot at, shot up, shot down, and shot full of fear.
Walked run, crawled, jumped, climbed and rolled a million miles....Fought mosquitos, gnats, flies, ants, lice, rats, Krauts, Japs, V.C. and my fellow men.

Have drunk everything under the stars, moon and sun. 

Been cussed, discussed, talked to, talked about, lied to, lied about, robbed and damn near ruined.....

And the only reason I'm hanging around now, waiting for the earth and sky to settle down again, is to see what in the hell happens next!

Signed,
A Serviceman
Any War.....
HERE RESTS IN HONORED GLORY AN AMERICAN SOLDIER KNOWN BUT TO GOD
In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.


We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.


Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
John McCrae: In Flanders Fields (1915)
   "If you are able, save for them a place inside of you and save one backward glance when you are leaving for the places they can no longer go.
   Be not ashamed to say you loved them, though you may or may not have always. Take what they have taught you with their dying and keep it with your own.

   And in that time when men decide and feel safe to call the war insane, take one moment to embrace those gentle heroes you left behind."

Major Michael O'Donnell
KIA March 24, 1970 - Dak To, Vietnam
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