gsp Thoughts From A Diva: 5/28/06 - 6/4/06

Thoughts From A Diva

Random images and thoughts from a misplaced Minnesota Diva trying to survive in Wisconsin.

Monday, May 29, 2006

10 Years Ago

10 Years Ago

Ten years ago today, it was May 29, 1996.

1) How old were you?
THEN: 29.
NOW: 39.

2) Where did you work?
THEN: State of Nevada Purchasing Division
NOW: Target

3) Where did you live?
THEN: Carson City, NV
NOW: Onalaska, Wisconsin

5) How was your hair style?
THEN: Long and wild
NOW: Long and controled

6) Did you wear contacts?
THEN: No
NOW: No

7) Did you wear glasses?
THEN: Yes
NOW: Yes

8) Who was your best friend?
THEN: Trisha
NOW: Pat and Penny

9) Which of your pets were still alive?
THEN: Shadow
NOW: Fat Cat and Snotface

10) Who was your boyfriend/girlfriend?
THEN: William
NOW: Pat

11) Who was your celebrity crush?
THEN: Kevin Costner
NOW: Matthew McConaughey

12) Who was your regular-person crush?
THEN: William
NOW: Hmmm.....

13) How many piercings did you have?
THEN: Four
NOW: Six

14) How many tattoos did you have?
THEN: Two
NOW: Four

15) What was your favorite band/singer?
THEN: Queen
NOW: Montgomery Gentry

16) Had you smoked a cigarette?
THEN: Once
NOW: Nope

17) Had you gotten drunk?
THEN: Yes
NOW: Not right now

18) What kind of Car did you drive?
THEN: 1966 Chevrolet Corvair, Metallic Green
NOW: 1998 Dodge Strats, Red

19) Looking back, are you where you thought you would be in 2006?
Nope....Never dreamed I would be living in Wisconsin!

20) Any idea where you'll be in 2016?
Australia, I hope.  That's the plan anyway.

Bush finally did something right!

WASHINGTON (AP) - President Bush, marking Memorial Day with a speech paying tribute to fighting men and women lost in war, signed into law Monday a bill that keeps demonstrators from disrupting military funerals.

In advance of his speech and a wreath-laying at America's most hallowed burial ground for military heroes, Bush signed the "Respect for America's Fallen Heroes Act." This was largely in response to the activities of a Kansas church group that has staged protests at military funerals around the country, claiming the deaths symbolized God's anger at U.S. tolerance of homosexuals.

The new law bars protests within 300 feet of the entrance of a national cemetery and within 150 feet of a road into the cemetery. This restriction applies an hour before until an hour after a funeral. Those violating the act would face up to a $100,000 fine and up to a year in prison.

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Memorial Day / Red Poppies

Long known as the corn poppy (Papaver rhoeas) because it flourishes as a weed in grain fields, the Flanders poppy as it is now usually called, grew profusely in the trenches and craters of the war zone. Artillery shells and shrapnel stirred up the earth and exposed the seeds to the light they needed to germinate.  Major John McCrae was on the battlefield in Flanders and wrote a beautiful poem called In Flanders Fields that honored the fallen heroes of WWI.

Moina Michael read In Flanders Fields and wrote her own answer to the poem.  She then conceived of an idea to wear red poppies on Memorial Day in honor of those who died serving the nation during war. She was the first to wear one, and sold poppies to her friends and co-workers with the money going to benefit servicemen in need. Later a Madam Guerin from France was visiting the United States and learned of this new custom started by Ms. Michael and when she returned to France, made artificial red poppies to raise money for war orphaned children and widowed women. This tradition spread to other countries. In 1921, the Franco-American Children's League sold poppies nationally to benefit war orphans of France and Belgium. The League disbanded a year later and Madam Guerin approached the VFW for help. Shortly before Memorial Day in 1922 the VFW became the first veterans' organization to nationally sell poppies.

The flower is worn on November 11th in England on Remembrance Day.  In the US, we call November 11th Veteran's Day.  It is also worn on Memorial Day to honor all those who have gone before us.

On Memorial Day, it is requested that everyone stop what they are doing at 3pm local time and stand quietly for 30 seconds silence to honor those that have served our country in times of battle and in times of peace.

IN FLANDERS FIELDS.

In Flanders field the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

~~By Major John McCrae, May 1915.~~

 

WE SHALL KEEP THE FAITH.

Oh! You who sleep in Flanders' fields,
Sleep sweet - to rise anew,
We caught the torch you threw,
And holding high we kept
The faith with those who died.
We cherish too, the poppy red
That grows on fields where valour led.

It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies,
But lends a lustre to the red
Of the flower that blooms above the dead
In Flanders' fields.

And now the torch and poppy red
Wear in honour of our dead.
Fear not that ye have died for naught
We've learned the lesson that ye taught
In Flanders' fields.

~~Moina Michael~~

 

AMERICA'S ANSWER.

Rest ye in peace, ye Flanders' dead.
The fight that ye so bravely led
We've taken up. And we will keep
True faith with you who lie asleep

In Flanders' fields.

Fear not that ye have died for naught.
The torch ye threw to us we caught.
Ten million hands will hold it high,
And Freedom's light shall never die!
We've learned the lesson that ye taught
In Flanders' fields.

~~By R.W. Lilliard.~~


PLEASE WEAR A POPPY.

"Please wear a poppy," the lady said
And held one forth, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.

A boy came whistling down the street,
Bouncing along on care-free feet.
His smile was full of joy and fun,
"Lady," said he, "may I have one?"
When she's pinned in on he turned to say,
"Why do we wear a poppy today?"

The lady smiled in her wistful way
And answered, "This is Remembrance Day,
And the poppy there is the symbol for
The gallant men who died in war.
And because they did, you and I are free -
That's why we wear a poppy, you see.

"I had a boy about your size,
With golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
Free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by he learned and grew
and became a man - as you will, too.

"He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,
But he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away.
I still remember his face that day
When he smiled at me and said, Goodbye,
I'll be back soon, Mom, so please don't cry.

"But the war went on and he had to stay,
And all I could do was wait and pray.
His letters told of the awful fight,
(I can see it still in my dreams at night),
With the tanks and guns and cruel barbed wire,
And the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.

"Till at last, at last, the war was won -
And that's why we wear a poppy son."
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said, "Thanks, lady, I'm glad to know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your son - did he come back all right?"

A tear rolled down each faded check;
She shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
And if you were me you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, if oft delayed,
Thought our freedom was bought - and thousands paid!

And so when we see a poppy worn,
Let us reflect on the burden borne,
By those who gave their very all
When asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a poppy! Remember - and give!

~~By Don Crawford.~~


REMEMBRANCE DAY.

Remembrance Day is here again,
On this day we remember all those who were slain.
The ones they left behind have endured much sorrow and pain.
But rest assured,
the whole world knows those brave ones didn't die in vain.

The poppies that you see people wear,
Are there to show you they still care.
We open our hearts so that we can share,
A moment of silence, and offer a prayer.

To all the soldiers who died saving our country.

~~By Patti Joyce.~~