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THE FLAG OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
I am the flag of the United States of America.
I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice.
When I am flown with my fellow banners,
I am recognized all over the world.
I have fought in every battle of every war for more
then 200 years.
Okinawa, Korea and KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam know me, I
was there.
I have been burned, torn and trampled on the streets
of countries I have helped set free.
I have been soiled upon, burned, torn and trampled on
the streets of my country.
I have slipped the bonds of Earth and stood watch over
the uncharted frontiers of space from my vantage point on
the moon.
When I am torn into strips and used as bandages for my
wounded comrades on the battlefield, When I am flown at half-mast to
honor my soldier, or when I lie in the trembling arms of
a grieving parent at the grave of their fallen son or daughter, I am proud.
LONG MAY I WAVE. DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN LONG MAY I WAVE
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 The American's Creed
"I believe in the United State of America as a Government of the people, by the people, for the people; whose just powers are derived from the consent of the governed; a democracy in a Republic; a sovereign Nation of many sovereign States; a perfect Union, one and inseparable; freedom, equality, justice, and humanity for which American patriots sacrificed their lives and fortunes. I therefore believe it is my duty to my Country to love it; to support its constitution; to obey its laws; to respect its flag; and to defend it against all enemies."
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Thank you for this gift Angela!
I regret Angela's site has moved and I haven't been able to locate it.
 My Friend
I have a friend. He's kind of a big guy, but with
a real gentle personality. Oh, I have seen him
get in the odd fight, but usually only if someone
provokes him. Usually he is the type of friend
that we all strive to make. He is helpful without
being asked. Despite his size, he doesn't throw
his weight around needlessly.
My friend got beat up today. I guess beat up
isn't the right word. He got cold cocked by a
little guy who hit him when he wasn't looking.
This is not the first time. Some years ago
another guy up and kicked him in the groin. That
guy paid a terrible price for his action, but
once that was done, my friend returned to being
the nice guy he really is. He even helped the guy
that kicked him. Now, the guy that hit him today
wasn't as brave as the one that kicked him. This
guy sneaked up and punched him right in the face
when his head was turned. He didn't have the guts
to stand face to face. He was not the honorable
opponent that his predecessor was. The guy that
hit him today was a coward, who will indeed pay a
price when my buddy finds him. I don't think this
loser realized what he was getting himself in for.
My friend has a black eye today, quite a shiner
actually, and a great deal of pain. What the
coward that hit him didn't realize was that any
amount of pain simply serves to make my friend
stronger. His resolve is without equal, and his
friends have gathered around him.
My friend will be ok in a day or two, but I have
looked into his eyes and I know he will never be
the same. He even looks at me suspiciously now.
While I am not responsible for what happened to
him, he looks at me like I should have done
something. I know that he doesn't really hold me
responsible, but the trust will never be as
complete between us as it has been until now.
Please, if you see my friend have a good word,
and if he makes a mistake - be tolerant, because
you know that if you need help he will be there.
My name is Canada; my friend's name is America.
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