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Thunderstorm
One evening during a violent
thunderstorm a mother was tucking her son into bed. She
was about to turn off the light when he asked with a tremor
in his voice "Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight?"
The mother smiled and gave him a reassuring hug. "I
can't dear," she said. "I have to sleep in Daddy's
room."
The long silence was at
last broken by his shaky little voice: "The big sissy."
~sent in by Anna
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I
Saw A Veteran Today
sent in by Dave
I saw a
veteran today. It was in the driveway near the Old Soldier's
home.
He hobbled along with his cane, but with a proper dignity of
a man having proudly served his country.
As he walked
along the drive, littered with lapel flags and the poppies from
the DAV.
I noticed
a sad look, as he stole a glance over his shoulder at the crowd.
Kids. Young
kids with no appreciation of what serving their country means.
Kids show up for a free snack, to say they went to the Old Soldiers
Home on Veteran's Day. To listen to the radio DJ set up on the
patio.
I watched
as the veteran bent down and picked up a poppy and a flag. He
dusted off the flag, and stuck it in his lapel. Then he took
the poppy, straightened out the wire stem and slipped it into
a button hole.
With one
last look back, I saw the veteran turn again on his way to the
parking lot.
Just as
he turned his face to the afternoon sun, I caught a glimmer
- of a tear.

Traffic
Lights
A
man and his wife are watching the news, where upon it
is reported that several people were killed in a number
of car accidents that afternoon. The man turns to his
wife and says, "They really need to do something
about the stuff traffic lights are made of." Frowning
over this his wife asks "Why?"
"Because," he
replies, "It appears to be killing a lot of people."
~sent in by Craig
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