There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”
HELMAND PROVINCE, AFGHANISTAN (6 August 2011) - From the platoon: We have our brother/son ALAMO, he is about 4 months old and I bought him for $10 while on a patrol. We removed approximately 25 ticks from him and since then have gotten our families to send him packages. He is stubborn, playful but most of all he is family! I on behalf of my team would like to get more info on the process of getting ALAMO to the USA. thank you for your support.
The story of how I found Alamo is pretty simple but unforgettable to me. We had gone a foot patrol. Once we enter a village, we were greeted by many kids and I immediately spotted the boy with the little little puppy who would become our Alamo. I asked the price he wanted for him and he said $10 US which i quickly paid for him. Luckily I had my gloves on because Alamo was really fiesty when i held him. It was hilarious watching him trying to bite me. Originally we went with the name Optimus Prime but his lack in size and look did not go with the name. I had no where to put him since i was carrying my SAW 249. So i stuck him in my pouch and along we went and finished the patrol. When we returned home, we removed the gang of tick on him and quickly bathed him and thats when we decided Alamo would be his name. He was soooo tiny but already had that innocent clumsy look to him. Honestly most of us are still sane because we have Alamo, he sleeps on the entrance of our tent and does not move all night. He is amazing!
I believe he will be headed to Texas.
As the money~ Alamo is worth all of $3,500.
The night before the burial of her husband 2nd Lt. James Cathey of the United States Marine Corps, killed in Iraq, Katherine Cathey refused to leave the casket, asking to sleep next to his body for the last time. The Marines made a bed for her, tucking in the sheets below the flag. Before she fell asleep, she opened her laptop computer and played songs that reminded her of him, and one of the Marines asked if she wanted them to continue standing watch as she slept. “I think it would be kind of nice if you kept doing it” she said. “I think that’s what he would have wanted”.
-Not sure what is more honorable: Being married to this faithful wife to the end or the Marine standing next to the casket watching over them both.
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Never forget those who were lost. To all those in uniform, thank you.