It will soon be the eleventh hour, of the eleventh day, of the eleventh month; I will be visiting the family of another of my Viet Vet friends who has died.

Some here received an e-mail tribute from me, for those of you who didn't I'll repeat part of it;
Psalm 144: "Blessed be the Lord, my strength, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to fight.". Some here heard that repeated in dark places where they, as Orwell said, were the rough men who stand ready to violence so other might sleep peacefully.
Remember them. Always.
bob