Optimism Is Denial, So Face The Facts

They Died Hard, Those Savage Men - Like Wounded Wolves At Bay. They Were Filthy, And They Were Lousy, And They Stunk. And I Loved Them.

On The Fields Of Friendly Strife Are Sown The Seeds That On Other Days, On Other Fields Will Bear The Fruits Of Victory.

We Have Known The Bitterness Of Defeat And The Exultation Of Triumph, And From Both We Have Learned There Can Be No Turning Back. We Must Go Forward To Preserve In Peace What We Won In War.

By Profession I Am A Soldier And Take Pride In That Fact. But I Am Prouder - Infinitely Prouder - To Be A Father. A Soldier Destroys In Order To Build; The Father Only Builds, Never Destroys. The One Has The Potentiality Of Death; The Other Embodies Creation And Life. And While The Hordes Of Death Are Mighty, The Battalions Of Life Are Mightier Still. It Is My Hope That My Son, When I Am Gone, Will Remember Me Not From The Battle Field But In The Home Repeating With Him Our Simple Daily Prayer, Our Father Who Art In Heaven.

No Army Has Ever Done So Much With So Little.