Sorry for the al caps... 's the way is came.
NOW...LISTEN TO THE MESSAGE IT BRINGS YOU. AS OLD GLORY SPEAKS
I AM THE FLAG OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. I WAS CONCEIVED IN THE DREAMS OF LIBERTY AND IN THE HOPES OF FREEDOM. THOUGH I WAS NEVER AN ORPHAN. I WAS ADOPTED BY THE CONTINENTAL CONGRESS IN 1777 AND PROCLAIMED THE NATIONAL EMBLEM OF A NATION NEWLY BORN ON THIS CONTINENT, FIGHTING VALIANTLY FOR SURVIVAL AND DESTINED TO BRING TO ALL MANKIND A NEW
CONCEPT OF LIFE, LIBERTY AND THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS.
I HAVE BEEN MANY PLACES AND WITNESSED MANY
EVENTS IN OUR AMERICAN
HISTORY. I WAS THERE WHEN THEY FIRED THE SHOT HEARD 'ROUND THE WORLD, AND WHEN GENERAL GEORGE
WASHINGTON BECAME COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF, I WAS THERE IN THE LATE TWILIGHT AT FORT McHENRY AND INSPIRED FRANCIS SCOTT KEY TO WRITE "THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER".
I SAW MOLLY PITCHER TAKE THE CANNON SWAB FROM THE HANDS OF HER DEAD HUSBAND AND HELP CARRY ON THE FIGHT FOR FREEDOM: I FELT THE BITING COLD AT VALLEY FORGE AND GAVE COMFORT TO THE TIRED AND HUNGRY CONTINENTAL ARMY: I
RODE WITH ETHAN ALLEN AND THE GREEN MOUNTAIN BOYS AND SAW THE SIGNAL THAT STARTED THE MIDNIGHT RIDE OF PAUL REVERE.
I WAS FLOWN ABOVE THE DECKS OF OLD "IRONSIDE", AND THE MASTS OF THE "YANKEE" AND THE "CHINA CLIPPERS"; I BLAZED THE TRAIL WEST WITH DANIEL BOONE AND DAVEY CROCKET AND STOOD BESIDE THEM AT THE ALAMO.
I WAS CARRIED THROUGH THE HALLS OF MONTEZUMA AND THE SHORES OF TRIPOLI; I FELL TO THE GROUND AT CUSTER'S LAST STAND AND THERE WERE NO FRIENDLY HANDS LEFT TO PICK ME UP. I GALLOPED UP THE SLOPES OF
SAN JUAN HILL WITH TEDDY ROOSEVELT AND THE ROUGH RIDERS: I STAYED WITH THE BOYS UNTIL IT WAS OVER, OVER THERE, AND WAS WITH THEM ON BATTLEFIELDS OF THE MARNE, CHATEAU-THIERRY, ST. MIHIEL AND THE ARGONNE FOREST. I SAW MANY OF THE YOUTHS AND MANHOOD OF OUR NATION FALL AND LIE STILL IN DEATH. THEY HAD-GIVEN THEIR LAST FULL MEASURE OF DEVOTION. THE WAR WAS OVER FOR THEM FOREVER, BUT I HAVE KEPT MY LONELY VIGIL OVER THEIR GRAVES AND HAVE STAYED TO WATCH THE POPPIES GROW AMID THE CROSSES, ROW ON ROW, IN FLANDERS FIELD.
I WAS RAISED BY FIVE BRAVE
MEN DURING THE "HELL" OF Iwo-Jima. I WAVED FAREWELL TO THE FOUR IMMORTAL CHAPLAINS WHO WENT DOWN ON THEIR SHIP TO HONORED GLORY. I PROUDLY WAVED OVER OUR TROOPS FIGHTING TO KEEP THE PEACE IN
KOREA AND THE JUNGLES OF SOUTHEAST
ASIA. I HAVE BEEN CARRIED TO THE SOUTH POLE, THE NORTH POLE AND THE MOON.
THEIR PURITY IS REMEMBERED IN MY WHITE STRIPES;
THEIR BLOOD HAS GIVEN ME STRIPES OF RED;
THEIR SOULS ARE CRADLED IN MY STARS;
AND THEIR COURAGE EMBEDDED IN MY BLUE.
I AM MANY THINGS TO MANY PEOPLE, I AM AN INSEPARABLE LINK IN THE CHAIN THAT BINDS
MEN TO GOD AND COUNTRY. I AM THE, "RED, WHITE AND BLUE", "THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER", "THE STARS AND STRIPES", BUT I AM MOST COMMONLY KNOWN BY A NICKNAME GIVEN ME BY A SEA
CAPTAIN, WHO CALLED ME-"OLD GLORY".
AT THIS MOMENT, WHILE I FLY AT PEACE IN TURBULENT TIMES, MEN AND
WOMEN FROM AROUND THE WORLD ARE STILL STRIVING TO REACH MY SHORES, TO TOUCH AND STAND BESIDE ME, A SYMBOL OF LIBERTY, A LIGHT OF HUMANITY; AN EMBLEM OF MAN'S FAITH:
A BEACON SHINING INTO THE DARKNESS;
AND HERE I WILL ALWAYS BE, FOR I AM THE STARS AND STRIPES FOREVER...
.......I AM OLD GLORY : :
( From speech by COL. HAROLD SHEAR, copyrighted by National Sojourners Inc.),
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