The Object And Practice Of Liberty Lies

My First Recollection Is That Of A Bugle Call.

Age Wrinkles The Body. Quitting Wrinkles The Soul.

By Profession I Am A Soldier And Take Pride In That Fact. But I Am Prouder - Infinitely Prouder - To Be A Father. A Soldier Destroys In Order To Build; The Father Only Builds, Never Destroys. The One Has The Potentiality Of Death; The Other Embodies Creation And Life. And While The Hordes Of Death Are Mighty, The Battalions Of Life Are Mightier Still. It Is My Hope That My Son, When I Am Gone, Will Remember Me Not From The Battle Field But In The Home Repeating With Him Our Simple Daily Prayer, Our Father Who Art In Heaven.

The Great Question Is, Can War Be Outlawed From The World? If So, It Would Mark The Greatest Advance In Civilization Since The Sermon On The Mount.

I Suppose, In A Way, This Has Become Part Of My Soul. It Is A Symbol Of My Life. Whatever I Have Done That Really Matters, I've Done Wearing It. When The Time Comes, It Will Be In This That I Journey Forth. What Greater Honor Could Come To An American, And A Soldier?