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In a small town nestled by the shimmering lake, Memorial Day was approaching. The town had a unique tradition to honor their fallen heroes, a tradition that had been passed down through generations. On the eve of Memorial Day, families gathered at the town’s central park, where a majestic oak …

Malyk Bonnet was going home and passed a bus stop where a man and woman were arguing. He could see the fear in her eyes and made a decision. He chatted up the guy who asked for money for bus tickets. Malyk decided to buy them both bus tickets and lie and say he was …

He was getting old and paunchy And his hair was falling fast, And he sat around the Legion, Telling stories of the past. Of a war that he once fought in And the deeds that he had done, In his exploits with his buddies; They were heroes, every one. And …

In January 2000, leaders in Charlotte, North Carolina, invited their favorite son, Billy Graham, to a luncheon in his honor.  Billy initially hesitated to accept the invitation because he struggled with Parkinson’s disease. But the Charlotte leaders said, “We don’t expect a major address. Just come and let us honor …

-- By Rick Beneteau

ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿In My Life
I have savored the sweetness of Victory.

ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿In My Life
I have been Vanquished and know too well the ÔÇ¿bitter taste of Defeat.
________________ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿

In My Life
I have been so overwhelmed with Joy that I thought ÔÇ¿I could not contain it.

ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿In My Life
I have been so overwrought with Sorrow that IÔÇ¿ believed I could not bear another moment of it.
________________ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿

In My Life
I have Believed so strongly that no person or ÔÇ¿circumstance could impair my conviction.

-- Author Unknown
 
'Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone
in a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone.
I had come down the chimney with presents to give
And to see whom in this home did live.

I looked all about. A strange sight I did see
No Tinsel. No presents. Not even a tree.
No stocking by the mantle just boots filled with sand.
On the wall hung pictures of far distant lands.  

With medals and badges, awards of all kinds,
A sober thought came through my mind.

-- Author Unknown

I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat.  It was going to be a long flight. 'I'm glad I have a good book to read.  Perhaps I
will get a short nap,' I thought.

Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me.  I decided to start a conversation.  "Where are
you headed?" I asked the soldier seated nearest to me.

By Rabbi Paysach Krohn - A True Story

In Brooklyn, New York, Chush is a school that caters to learning disabled children. Some children remain in Chush for their entire school career, while others can be mainstreamed into conventional schools.

At a Chush fundraising dinner, the father of a Chush child delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended.

Date: Week before Christmas, 2004
Place: Central Texas