I hope you will enjoy this page.
I have collected several pictures and links to pages honoring our Great Nation, also
honoring the lost, the survivors, the heroes of September 11,2001.
Though I do not have the owners listed, I do not claim
ownership to these items, but felt they should be displayed.
As time goes by and I find more or receive more via email
I will be adding them.
If you have anything you would like displayed here, please go to the contact me page and drop
me a note.
Thank you and GOD BLESS.
God bless America,
Land that I love!
Stand beside her and guide her
Thru the night with a light
From the mountains to the prairies
To the oceans white with foam,
God bless America, my home sweet
God bless America, my home sweet home!
I AM THE FLAG OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
I am the flag of the United States of America.
is Old Glory.
I fly atop the world's tallest buildings.
I stand watch in America's halls of justice.
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.
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 - I am feared.
I have fought in every battle of every war for more than
I was flown at Valley Forge, Gettysburg, Shiloh and Appamatox.
I was there at San Juan Hill,
trenches of France,
in the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome,
and the beaches of Normandy, Guam, Okinawa, Korea,
KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam now me.
I was there.
I lead my troops.
I was dirty, battleworn, and tired,
my soldiers cheered me and I was proud.
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 and torn and trampled
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 froniters
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
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
LONG MAY I WAVE.
DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN
LONG MAY I WAVE.
RAGGED OLD FLAG-----site of honor
WE ARE NOT ALONE----very touching