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epicsurvivorI posted a link to Mr. Ronald Griffin’s moving tribute to his son, Kyle in the previous thread. But, he truly deserves a thread of his own. You really must read it all.
It is in my mind the height of irony that John Kerry, a Yale graduate, would make two other Yale graduates the butt of his supposed joke. One we all knew as President Bush; the other is known mostly to those who have proudly served with and under him. On the day Kyle died, this gallant warrior was to take command of Kyle’s parent unit, the 519th Military Intelligence Battalion. Kyle was on his way to the ceremony when he and his buddies were killed. Here is a man who is the epitome of intellect, character and gallantry–an individual that Mr. Kerry does not believe exists.
John Kerry stands alone, to be judged by his words. He has given us the rare opportunity to look into the soul of a politician, and he has shown himself wanting, especially in view of the fact that he asked us to allow him the honor and privilege of leading our gallant military at a time of war. It is rare in life to be able to know the consequences of both sides of a decision. Mr. Kerry has clearly demonstrated what manner of president he would have been. Fortunately the American electorate denied him that high honor.
Mr. Griffin is the father of Spc. Kyle Andrew Griffin, a recipient of the Army Commendation Medal, Army Meritorious Service Medal and the Bronze Star, who was killed in a truck accident on a road between Mosul and Tikrit on May 30, 2003.
And, by all means, please view this touching presentation of Until Then. For Kyle.
h/t Groanup
Filed under: 'War on Terrorism', Election 2006, iraq, military, News and politics
That was beautiful, Nuke.
Dang!
Just…Dang!
God Bless you Mr. Griffin, and thank you for sharing your pain, and the love you have for your son.
Senator Gigolo would have to stand on the shoulders of every defeatist, and every smug, self-adoring elitist, just to lick the boots on Kyle.
I’ve still got the tissues out. Need one?
Thanks, Nuke.
I appreciate the offer, nuke.
I just took a few minutes to do some things around here, and do some isometrics and cardio. Putting my energy into something that creates sweat, always makes me feel better.
Chasing the cat through the house with a vacuum cleaner is very cardio intensive.
I would never do that to ma’boy!
He is afraid of the vacuum, so I always give him fair warning, when I’m taking it out, and moving to the room where he is.
I love that little guy. Besides, trying to give that big rascal his thyroid medicine, is all the work out I need, and I did that this morning, and will need to do it again later.
Heh. It was a favorite game of my Siamese cat, springing from couch to bookshelf with me in hot pursuit until he finally would surrender and lie down to be vacuumed. Anyone that would have caught a glimpse of us, though, would have concluded that I had taken leave of my senses. He would often initiate the chase game, either meowing loudly to get my attention and then swiping his claws at the sofa (a big no no) or leaping up in front of me while I was quietly reading, fangs hanging out and claws extended to attack my reading material.
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