Tuesday
September 11, 2012

We can never forget the ink that wrote the pages of our history. Our freedom is written on those pages in the blood of our families and neighbors, some of them soldiers, some of them civilians, all of them Americans. From the ghosts of yesterday emerges the promise of today that tomorrow, our children will still be free. 

Love is never forced. By definition, it is always freely chosen. 
To those who ran to the aide of others and never came out.
To those who could have escaped but remained to comfort those who could not.
To those who chose to be remembered in an empty field rather than a crowded city. 
You have not been forgotten. You freely chose to love, and today we freely choose to remember your love. 

For step by step process on the ghosted image, see our August 10th post. There is one added step for this image. I erased the left half of the detailing layer so the ghost only shows on the right side of the image.
09-18-2009
"A man is never dead until he is forgotten". 
This evening we had the privilege of witnessing a POW MIA Remembrance. The guest speaker, Major William Roberts Jr. was shot down in Europe on July 7, 1944 and was held POW for 11 months. He honored his POW and MIA brothers this evening with the words "A man is never dead until he is forgotten". This ceremony is one way our vets keep their brothers "alive". The scene in the picture is a table setting with one place setting for each of the five branches of the armed services. Each hat is brought reverently to its place setting by an ROTC student. If you have ever been inside a VFW office, you may have noticed the MIA chair and place setting that is always there. The following poem explains its presence:
                                   The Empty Chair
If you notice there is a banner
Draped over an empty chair
Dedicated to the ones who can't be there.
They were called to war, so they had to go
Where they are now, only the Lord will know.
Some are POWs that is our belief.
Some are MIAs these we may never see.
So if you happen to pass the empty chair,
Give a nice solute to the Comrades that
You don't see there.
May the good Lord bless those that are there?
May there never be another empty chair?
Lest we forget
(Author Unknown)
Tuesday
September 11, 2012

We can never forget the ink that wrote the pages of our history. Our freedom is written on those pages in the blood of our families and neighbors, some of them soldiers, some of them civilians, all of them Americans. From the ghosts of yesterday emerges the promise of today that tomorrow, our children will still be free.

Love is never forced. By definition, it is always freely chosen.
To those who ran to the aide of others and never came out.
To those who could have escaped but remained to comfort those who could not.
To those who chose to be remembered in an empty field rather than a crowded city.
You have not been forgotten. You freely chose to love, and today we freely choose to remember your love.

For step by step process on the ghosted image, see our August 10th post. There is one added step for this image. I erased the left half of the detailing layer so the ghost only shows on the right side of the image.
August 10th post. There is one added step for this image. I erased the left half of the detailing layer so the ghost only shows on the right side of the image." href="javascript:openLB(2078409464,'',XLarge,'',1024,680);">Tuesday
September 11, 2012

We can never forget the ink that wrote the pages of our history. Our freedom is written on those pages in the blood of our families and neighbors, some of them soldiers, some of them civilians, all of them Americans. From the ghosts of yesterday emerges the promise of today that tomorrow, our children will still be free. 

Love is never forced. By definition, it is always freely chosen. 
To those who ran to the aide of others and never came out.
To those who could have escaped but remained to comfort those who could not.
To those who chose to be remembered in an empty field rather than a crowded city. 
You have not been forgotten. You freely chose to love, and today we freely choose to remember your love. 

For step by step process on the ghosted image, see our August 10th post. There is one added step for this image. I erased the left half of the detailing layer so the ghost only shows on the right side of the image.
Tuesday
September 11, 2012

We can never forget the ink that wrote the pages of our history. Our freedom is written on those pages in the blood of our families and neighbors, some of them soldiers, some of them civilians, all of them Americans. From the ghosts of yesterday emerges the promise of today that tomorrow, our children will still be free.

Love is never forced. By definition, it is always freely chosen.
To those who ran to the aide of others and never came out.
To those who could have escaped but remained to comfort those who could not.
To those who chose to be remembered in an empty field rather than a crowded city.
You have not been forgotten. You freely chose to love, and today we freely choose to remember your love.

For step by step process on the ghosted image, see our August 10th post. There is one added step for this image. I erased the left half of the detailing layer so the ghost only shows on the right side of the image.
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