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Gold Star Mother

She walks down this path so many Mothers have walked before her, Crisp uniforms line the path..a heavy heart..Tears in her lap. An American Flag snaps to attention as if to say we know your pain Mother, but we don’t. Through this all, she carries on the pride and resolve despite an unthinkable loss. The twenty-one gun salute resonates through every city in America Reminding everyone to take a moment to honor this fallen son. On the 6 O’clock news Taps plays on every television. And we shake our head in disbelief. An unbroken line of Patriots that passed before him, Line the stairway to heaven to welcome their brother home. And a banner hangs in Moms living room window..Displaying  one Gold, two blue stars “Lord please bring my boys home safely”, she prays I hope you’ll think of some of the reasons why our brave sons & daughters make the ultimate sacrifice…..Here are just a few…….. The American Flag Our military men and women Freedom Patriotism America the Beautiful Land of the Free Home of the Brave 4th of July Memorial Day The Bald Eagle Democracy Free Enterprise God Bless America!
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Apr 26, 2016
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In memory of my good friend Billy Brown who died March 29, 1970 in Vietnam and In Honor of the American Gold Star Mothers.. For their Sacrifice & Patriotism!

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