Happy 4th!

[Rosco-Peeko]

I was conceived in the dreams of liberty and in the hopes of freedom.

I was designed by the hands of Betsy Ross and her sewing basket was my cradle.

Though I was never an orphan, I was adopted by the Continental Congress in 1777 and proclaimed the national emblem of a nation, newly born on this continent, fighting valiantly for survival and destined to bring to all mankind a new concept of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

I have been many places and seen many things.

I have witnessed every event of American History.

I was there when they fired the shot heard around the world.

I was there in the late twilight at Ft. McHenry and inspired Francis Scott key to write the immortal "Star Spangled Banner", now our national anthem.

I saw Molly Pitcher take the cannon swap from the hands of her dead husband and help carry on the fight for freedom.

I felt the biting cold at Valley Forge and gave warmth and comfort to General Washington and his tired and hungry Continental Army.

I rode with Ethan Allen and his Green Mountain boys.

I saw the signal that started the midnight ride of Paul Revere.

I was flown upon the decks of the old Ironsides and from the masts of the Yankee and the China Clippers.

I blazed the trail with Daniel Boone and Davy Crockett.

I led settlers coming West and crossed Death Valley in a covered wagon.

I was carried through the Halls of Montezuma to the shores of Tripoli by the United States Marines.

Once I fell to the ground at Custer's last stand and there were no living hands left to pick me up.

I galloped up the slopes of San Juan Hill with Teddy Roosevelt and the Rough Riders of the United States Calvary.

I stayed with the boys until it was over, over there.

I saw many of the youth and manhood of our nation fall and lie still in death. They had given their last full measure of devotion. The war was over for them forever and I kept my lonely vigil over their graves and stayed to watch the poppies grow amid the crosses, row on row in Flanders Field.

I was raised by five brave men during the hell of Iwo Jima.

I waved farewell to the four immortal chaplains who went down with their ship and to honor glory.

I am many things to many people.

I am an inseparable link in the chain that binds men to God and country. Each link welded in the fires of purity by the sacred hands of God, himself.

And because I am on the side of God, the godless would destroy me but they dare not because I am protected by the mighty land Armies of the nation, the powerful and deadly fleet of the Navy and the screaming eagles of the Air Force, watching and waiting to swoop down and destroy anything that could harm me.

To some, I am yesterday, today and tomorrow.

To others, I am a glorious child.

To some, a grand old man or a most gracious lady.

I have several names.

I'm called the red, white and blue, the star spangled banner, the stars and stripes.

But, I am most commonly known by my nickname given to me by an old sea captain, who called me "Old Glory".

I drape the caskets of our nation's heroes, born to their last resting place, the caskets of presidents, generals, admirals, humble privates and the unknown soldier.

Wherever free men gather, wherever there is justice, equality, faith, hope, charity, truth or brotherly love there too am I.

I shall remain until, like the old soldier, I'll just fade away and be retired by time alone and may history never write my obituary.

For I am the stars and stripes forever.

I am the Flag of the United States of America

I AM THE FLAG . . .



I am the flag of the United States of America.
My name is Old Glory.
I fly atop the world's tallest buildings.
I stand watch in America's halls of justice.
I fly majestically over institutions of learning.
I stand guard with power in the world.
Look up and see me.



I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice.
I stand for freedom.
I am confident.
I am arrogant.
I am proud.
When I am flown with my fellow banners,
my head is a little higher, my colors a little truer.


I bow to no one!
I am recognized all over the world.
I am worshipped I am saluted.
I am loved I am revered.
I am respected and I am feared.



I have fought in every battle of every war
for more than 200 years.
I was flown at Valley Forge, Gettysburg,
Shiloh and Appomattox.

I was there at San Juan Hill,
the trenches of France,
in the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome
and the beaches of Normandy, Guam.
Okinawa, Korea and KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam know me,
I was there.




I led my troops,
I was dirty, battle-tested and tired,
but my soldiers cheered me
And I was proud.




America has been attacked by cowardly fanatics
And many lives have been lost
But those who would destroy me cannot win
For I am the symbol of freedom,
Of one nation
Under God
Indivisible
With liberty and justice for all.




I have been burned, torn and trampled
on the streets of countries I have helped set free.
It does not hurt, for I am invincible.



I have been soiled upon, burned, torn
and trampled on the streets of my country.
And when it's by those whom I've served in battle it hurts.
But I shall overcome for I am strong.





I have slipped the bonds of Earth
and stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space
from my vantage point on the moon.
I have borne silent witness
to all of America's finest hours.
But my finest hours are yet to come.



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.



MY NAME IS OLD GLORY
LONG MAY I WAVE.

Sustineo Alas! Combat Airlift For America.....

[AlisoBob]

You have been to the Moon, but also far , far beyond it...


Rock On Old Glory!!!!!





Good one !

Thanks for defending her....

[sabreguy]

Happy 4th all.

Hope it finds you all safe and happy!

[rabbit]

have a safe one hoons