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Feb 10, 2005
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The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired,
tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's; but he has never collected unemployment either.

He's a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student,
pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy,
and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left,
or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away.
He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and 155mm
howizzitor. He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home
because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk.

He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark.
He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must. He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional. He can march until he is told to stop or stop until he is told to march.

He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity. He is self-sufficient. He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry. He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts. If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food. He'll even split his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low. He has learned to use his hands like weapons
and weapons like they were his hands. He can save your life - or take it,
because that is his job. He will often do twice the work of a civilian,
draw half the pay and still find ironic humor in it all. He has seen more suffering and death then he should have in his short lifetime.

He has stood atop mountains of dead bodies, and helped to create them.
He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat
and is unashamed. He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away' those around him who haven't bothered to stand,
remove their hat, or even stop talking. In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.

Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great-grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He is the American Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200 years.

He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding.
Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood. And now we even have woman over there in danger,
doing their part in this tradition of going to War when our nation calls us to do so.
As you go to bed tonight, remember this shot.. A short lull, a little shade
and a picture of loved ones in their helmets
As you go to bed tonight, remember this shot.. A short lull, a little shade

good post Rancher ,I might add to remember these fighting men in our prayers tonite...................good luck
Thanks for the reminder. My nephew just left yesterday for his 2nd tour in Iraq. He will not see his 3rd child born in a few weeks. I spent a few days at Camp Pendleton on the Marine base 2 years ago. If that doesn't give you goose bumps to see the dedication of our military. Boy do I love all those who sacrifice so much for us. God speed to all.
Good post rancher. We seem to take these guys for granted.

BTW, who are you sending your checks to for the rain to be delivered in May?
Haymaker sends me rain about once every week and I don't even have to pay him!
I have been sending them to Agman, will ask for a refund and get them to Haymaker.
to ' feeder',
Our best to your nephew on his next term. And also to his wife going through a pregnancy without him by her side. And also to his children. It must be an incredible strain on everyone and we admire them for their endurance.

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