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          1. Even Hondo loves it when he gets to be HONDO.

            Thanks for these posts Dave. It needs to be said and said again. They all still live as long as we all still remember them and call their names. Got awfully dusty in here, real quick.

            All of us appreciate what you and the others do to keep this site going, and to help Remember and Honor our Brothers and Sisters. Jonn is very proud.

            Thank you!

  2. It’s not just the hero in them I remember, sometimes its the huge carrot slippers they wore, their love of MD 20/20. Their smart ass comments, their pissing and moaning, their “10 for 2’s” at Spades.

    I am so proud of those I served with, they call and we laugh and sometimes we just sit an watch the time tick by. But all too often … we just remember and cry.

    I miss those most who can not cry.

    Daniel-Brozovich killed by ied

  4. At the same time that the video tribute honors Veterans, who among us did not think of the others, those who did not come home and who did but not whole, as they were when they left? We remember them. We who are here were the lucky ones.

  6. TODAY also remember those SIX MILLION murdered during HITLER’S INSANITY and the survivors who lived to tell the STORY….
    R.I.P. our AMERICAN HERO’S and mij familie

  9. Say their names.

    It is said a man dies twice, the day he takes his last breath, and the day his name is said for the last time.

    We inscribe their names in stone so each passing wind continues to say their name, until the day a child not yet born reads their name off that stone, and the wind echoes it back like a whisper from the past to the future.

    Yes, say their names. But, tell their stories. Like Dave said, tell the funny ones and the silly ones along with the serious and the hard. We tell the funny ones for them, for who they were and the hard for us, to acknowledge our sorrow. The stories are the essence of who they were, of who we are.

    Tell your children, tell your grandchildren their stories. When they tell their children and grandchildren those stories, even if they don’t remember their names, their essence lives on. And the wind will carry their name.

    Thank you Dave, and all of you miscreants here at TAH. This is your essence. I am humbled and honored and eternally grateful to you for many things, but this above all else.

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