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  1. A measure of respect for my fellow shipmates

    in General Chatter

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    A Sailor's Night Before Christmas

    Author Unknown

    Twas the night before Christmas,

    the ship was out steaming,

    Sailors stood watch

    while others were dreaming.

    They lived in a crowd

    with racks tight and small,

    In a 40-man berthing,

    cramped one and all.

    I had come down the stack

    with presents to give,

    And to see inside

    just who might perhaps live.

    I looked all about,

    a strange sight did I see,

    No tinsel, no presents,

    not even a tree.

    No stockings were hung,

    shined boots close at hand,

    On the bulkhead hung pictures

    of a far distant land.

    They had medals and badges

    and awards of all kind,

    And a sober thought

    came into my mind.

    For this place was different,

    so dark and so dreary,

    I had found the house of a Sailor,

    once I saw clearly.

    A Sailor lay sleeping,

    silent and alone,

    Curled up in a rack

    and dreaming of home.

    The face was so gentle,

    the room squared away,

    This was the United States Sailor today.

    This was the hero

    I saw on TV,

    Defending our country

    so we could be free.

    I realized the families

    that I would visit this night,

    Owed their lives to these Sailors

    lay willing to fight.

    Soon round the world,

    the children would play,

    And grownups would celebrate

    on Christmas Day.

    They all enjoyed freedom

    each day of the year,

    Because of the Sailor,

    like the one lying here.

    I couldn't help wonder

    how many lay alone,

    On a cold Christmas Eve on a sea,

    far from home.

    The very thought

    brought a tear to my eye,

    I dropped to my knees

    and started to cry.

    The Sailor awakened

    and I heard a calm voice,

    "Santa, don't cry,

    this life is my choice."

    "Defending the seas

    all days of the year,

    So others may live

    and be free with no fear."

    I thought for a moment,

    what a difficult road,

    To live a life guided

    by honor and code.

    After all it's Christmas Eve

    and the ship's underway!

    But freedom isn't free

    and it's sailors who pay.

    The Sailor say's to our country

    "be free and sleep tight,

    No harm will come,

    not on my watch and not on this night.

    The Sailor rolled over

    and drifted to sleep,

    I couldn't control it,

    I continued to weep.

    I kept watch for hours,

    so silent, so still,

    I watched as the Sailor

    shivered from the night's cold chill.

    I didn't want to leave

    on that cold dark night,

    This guardian of honor

    so willing to fight.

    The Sailor rolled over

    and with a voice strong and sure,

    Commanded, "Carry on Santa,

    It's Christmas, and All is Secure!"

    Honor, Courage and Commitment

  2. Farewell

    in Wraith Fleet

    Posted

    Unfortunately, active duty military life keeps me exteremly busy. Not to mention my own personal affairs. It is with a saddend heart that I must bid the 3000AD community farwell, until things are worked out in RL for me. I will still be out on the fringes, but cannot be a very active player. however I do have time to devote to some administrative functions for the fleet If you guys ever need a hand just gimme a ring ok?

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