He Spoke With More Eloquence Than Wisdom.

There Comes A Precious Moment In All Of Our Lives When We Are Tapped On The Shoulder And Offered The Opportunity To Do Something Very Special That Is Unique To Us And Our Abilities, What A Tragedy It Would Be If We Are Not Ready Or Willing.

There Comes Into The Life Of Every Man A Task For Which He And He Alone Is Uniquely Suited. What A Shame If That Moment Finds Him Either Unwilling Or Unprepared For That Which Would Become His Finest Hour.

The Pictorial Battlefield Becomes A Sea Of Mud Mercifully Veiled By The Fog Of War.

He [president Franklin D. Roosevelt] Died In Harness, And We May Well Say In Battle Harness, Like His Soldiers, Sailors And Airmen Who Died Side By Side With Ours And Carrying Out Their Tasks To The End All Over The World. What An Enviable Death Was His.

A Nation That Fails To Honor Its Heroes, Soon Will Have No Heroes To Honor.