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Today is the National Former Prisoner of War Recognition Day and represents those individuals who did battle for their country and were captured and imprisoned.
The National Prisoner of War Museum in the United States is appropriately housed at Andersonville National Historic Site at Andersonville, Georgia. Anyone with a grasp of United States history is aware of the horrors of this place during the Civil War and those atrocities committed therein.
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The bottom line regarding former prisoner of wars deserve our utmost appreciation and should be honored as those protectors of The Republic they are.
I have always wondered how my behavior would evolve under circumstances of imprisonment as an enemy combatant during war time. Being the rather non compliant horses ass I was during my military stint otherwise it is likely that I would have found myself executed under such conditions.
I'm not one to take mistreatment laying down.
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Gypsy
So I'm back to the velvet underground
Back to the floor that I love
To a room with some lace and paper flowers
Back to the gypsy that I was
To the gypsy that I was
And it all comes down to you
Well, you know that it does, well
Lightning strikes maybe once, maybe twice
Oh and it lights up the night
And you see your gypsy
You see your gypsy
To the gypsy
That remains
Her face says freedom
With a little fear
I have no fear
I have only love
And if I was a child
And the child was enough
Enough for me to love
Enough to love
She is dancing away from you now
She was just a wish
She was just a wish
And her memory is all that is left for you now
You see your gypsy, oh
You see your gypsy
Ooh ooh, oh oh, oh oh oh
Goodness strikes
Maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you
Ooh oh, and it all comes down to you
Lightning strikes
Maybe once, maybe twice (oh)
I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes
(And it all comes down to you)
Stevie Nicks
© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd
BMG Rights Management
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Sonnet 43
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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The first Thursday in April gives us National Burrito Day.
I have a real penchant for eating burritos.
Even though I had to give up going to the local Taco Bell because of their rude ass bitch employee I still partake at the other establishments nearby.
Taco Bell just "thinks" it's the only show in town.
So my tortillas rolled around a filling, typically of beans or ground or shredded beef with guac and various other condiment items now typically come from either Salsarita's or La Fogata as they are particularly close ...
And both provide highly satisfactory replacements for what used to be my beef burrito supreme fix.
So in 2019 April 4 is National Burrito Day.
I hope you'll partake of a serving at your favorite establishment serving such fare and if it's Taco Bell I hope you avoid the rude cow of an employee at 2353 Augusta Road in West Columbia SC.
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Today is World Meteorological Day. Observed each March 23rd it commemorates the establishment of the World Meteorological Organization March 23, 1950.
It's primary focus includes those contributions of National Meteorological and Hydrological Services to the benefit of society with various international activities.
This year's theme is the Sun, the Earth, and the Weather.
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