Great thread Gang!

I think for my last post on this thread, I'm going to post a short poem that I wrote many years ago......for me, it kind of says it all.

Country Boy

I'm but a country boy, here for just a short stay....
fortunate to experience FREEDOM, each and every day.

I have smelled the first warm days of Spring...
the Robin's arrival to delight...
the tug of a mighty fish, on a moonlit Summer's night.

The crispness of the Fall, and the beauty that it brings...
always having an ear for FREEDOM, and to hear the song it sings.

A childhood growing up. upon creek banks a constant camp...
with those you loved, a campfire burns, to warmth your turned from damp.

But for each good memory in each man's life, someone had to pay the price...
to never forget those that paid....now wouldn't that be nice.

The ability to "party-hearty", is not a God given right...
it's but a present from those that gave their all, with only FREEDOM within their sight.

By all means, live your life to the full, for whatever that it brings....
but always remember the price of Freedom, as it sings the song it sings.