What is bolded in this poem, for those that don't recognize it, it is the preamble to the Constitution of the United States.
Dedicated to our service people (men and women) past and present.
You take turns to draw the enemy's fire. Skill still needs help at times from "lady luck".
this goes out to my friends at the DOG POUND..... Nate and Bonnie... and the rest of the pups..
hang in there.... you'll be home soon...
Leaping out the door of a C130 Hercules, at 650 feet, after spending the previous evening drinking. Can have this effect on you.
Battle theme
