"These Good Men"

[thedrifter]

"These Good Men"

I now know why men who have been to war yearn to reunite.
Not to tell stories or look at old pictures. Not to laugh
or weep. Comrades gather because they long to be with the
men who once acted their best, men who suffered and
sacrificed, who were stripped raw, right down to their humanity.

I did not pick these men. They were delivered by fate and
the U.S. Marine Corps. But I know them in a way I know no
other men. I have never given anyone such trust. They were
willing to guard something more precious than my life.
They would have carried my reputation, the memory of me.
It was part of the bargain we all made, the reason we were
so willing to die for one another.

I cannot say where we are headed. Ours are not perfect
friendships; those are the province of legend and myth.
A few of my comrades drift far from me now, sending back
only occasional word. I know that one day even these
could fall to silence. Some of the men will stay close,
a couple, perhaps, always at hand.

As long as I have memory, I will think of them all,
every day. I am sure that when I leave this world, my
last thought will be of my family and my comrades.

....such good men.


"These Good Men" by Michael Norman


Sempers,

Roger

[Doc Crow]

This Story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ner go by, from this day to the ending of the world, but we in it shall be remember'd

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; for he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition;

And gentleman in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here. And their manhoods cheap while any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispins Day .

William Shakespear

[Chewy]

fratres aeterni

[sparkie]

To life, to life, My Brothers. Death will take us sure but our lives are shared and promised to us all and us alone. Semper Fi.

Sparkie.

[sparkie]

An old thread surely, but one worth dredging. I might make abode here. I wax poetic when drunk, and you Brothers might understand. I hold more pride in you than myself. Friendship always hauls chains. Your chains are but feathers to me, my friends.

[kenrobg30]

I haven;t seen this thread before. My chest hurts with the pride, and my throat has a lump I can't swallow. The tears hide my keyboard. Thank you, My Brothers !! Ken

[kenrobg30]

I haven;t seen this thread before. My chest hurts with the pride, and my throat has a lump I can't swallow. The tears hide my keyboard. Thank you, My Brothers !! Ken

Drifter, I can only say, I'm a dinosaur. I have a bad habit of forgetting to recognize My sisters. I'm going to write it on my forehead. A brothers love to you. S/F!!! Ken