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    1. [BUTCHER] In Honor of Veterans Day. Old Glory
    2. Lola B. Given
    3. In honor of Veterans Day 2000 OLD GLORY "I am the flag of the United States of America. My name is Old Glory. I fly atop the world's tallest buildings. I stand watch in America's Halls of Justice. I fly majestically over great institutions of learning. I stand guard with the greatest military 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 proud. 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 worshiped, I am loved and I am feared. I have fought in every battle of every war for more than 200 years: Gettysburg, Shiloh, Appomattox, San Juan Hill, the trenches of France, and Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome, the beaches of Normandy, Guam, Okinawa, Japan, Korea, Vietnam,and the Persian Gulf, and a score of places long forgotten, by all but those who were there with me.... I was there! "I led my Soldiers, Sailors, Airmen, and Marines. I followed them and watched over them. They loved me. I was on a small hill in Iwo Jima, I was dirty, battle-worn and tired. But my soldiers cheered me! I was proud! "I have been soiled, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of countries that I have helped set free. It does not hurt - for I am invincible. "I have been soiled, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of my own country and when it is by those I have served in battle with, it hurts. But I shall overcome - for I am strong. "I have slipped the bonds of earth and from my vantage point above, I stand watch over the uncharted new frontiers of space. "I have been a silent witness to all of America's finest hours. But my finest hour comes when I am torn in strips to be used as bandages for my wounded comrades on the field of battle and when I fly at half mast to honor my Soldiers, my Sailors, my Airmen, and my Marines and when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving mother,at the grave of her fallen son or daughter - I am proud. "My name is OLD GLORY and long may I wave, long may I wave." Author Unknown Lola Butcher Given lolabgiven@citynet.net>

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