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The Long Journey Home

December 7, 1941, and September 11, 2001, will both be long remembered as “Days of Infamy” by those who have lived in both generations. The generation of our fathers is called “The Greatest Generation” that ever lived. And they are rightly so, because they did – literally – “save the world” from tyrrany.

However, historical lessons are easily, and soon, forgotten — until we are shaken out of our slumber when we are again attacked on our own soil. Today we fight a much more sinister enemy: extremists and malcontents bent on the destruction of the free will of people to live in a society that pursues life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

Every day, we are reminded that we are a nation at war. We see it in the news every day, we read it in our papers and on the blogs. Daily we see our soldiers in their ACU’s, at the “ready” to go into action. They need not leave a military ball to change out of dress uniform and into combat gear. Our men and women in uniform stand ready to engage our enemies at a moment’s notice, but they also stand ready to lend comfort, aid and support to people hungry for freedom.

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These are images you won’t see in the news media. The comforting arms of a father who, while not holding his own, lends comfort to a small child.


Making friends with a liberated populace who no longer need fear retribution.


Even the “small things” in life, such as school supplies, bring smiles to children who will be the future generation of either our friends or foes.


The gathering of soldiers in prayer and support for one another, and for their fallen comrades, give us a visual impact that we will probably never see in the mainstream media.


When we meet soldiers in our cities and towns, we don’t always see the gratitude that is shown to them by the Iraqis. Not only are the Iraqis learning, painfully, the cost of freedom, but they fearlessly show us their gratitude for making sacrifices for their freedom and ours.

Freedom is not free. It is costly, and there is no short term amortization on its price. Our freedom as a nation has over 200 years history, and fledgling democracies around the world are equally learning to pay the price for that freedom. We enjoy freedom that allows us to have differences of convictions and opinions, guided by the rule of law, where we can debate our ideas in a public forum without fear of retribution by cowardly extremists bent on the destruction of that freedom. It is a freedom that allows us to participate in the political dialogue which is so important to the expansion of our freedom.

In the early growth of these United States, people from many nations came here to bring their “huddled masses” to a land free of tyranny, in search of a better life for themselves and their families. Today, we still have people coming here in search of a better life. Nobody said it was going to be easy or perfect.

December 7, 1941, may seem like a distant memory in our historical context, but there are still many alive today who remember Pearl Harbor. They, nor we, need another attack, such as the senseless massacre of 9/11 to remind us that we must ever be vigilant for our freedoms. We are constantly reminded of the sacrifices made by our soldiers when we stand along our highways to salute the fallen heroes when their military corteges pass through our town. It’s a profound statement of our gratitude to those who gave so much to so many.

Our thanks, and gratitude, are extended to the men and women in our military for keeping us awake to the fact that we, as a nation, do not run and hide as do the cowards we hunt. We no longer wait for them but rather take the fight to them while they hide in their spider infested caves. Yes, we bring back our fallen heroes, and one or ten thousand may seem innumerable when it is one of our own. But bring them back we must; as they will never be forgotten by those who know them and love them.






We look forward to having all our soldiers come home some day soon.

The Blanco Republic


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