To Joey, With Love....WINNER!
7 years ago
FRIDAY - JUNE 12
TALLAPOOSA STREET PARK - ALEXANDER CITY, AL
6:00 PM - 7:00 PM Kent DuChaine
7:30 PM - 9:00 PM Sunpie Barnes
9:30 PM - 11:00 PM The Radiators
SATURDAY - JUNE 13
LAKE MARTIN AMPHITHEATER
6:30 PM - 7:30 PM Robin Hill Band (friends of mine and awesome)
8:00 PM - 9:30 PM The Gourds
10:00 PM - 11:30 PM Susan Tedeschi
Freedom Isn’t Free
By Cadet Major Kelly Strong USAF JROTC
I watched the flag pass by one day.
It fluttered in the breeze.
A young Marine saluted it,
And then he stood at ease.
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud,
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd.
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many pilots' planes shot down?
How many died at sea?
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No, freedom isn't free.
I heard the sound of taps one night,
When everything was still
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times
That taps had meant "Amen,"
When a flag had draped a coffin
Of a brother or a friend.
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No, freedom isn't free.
What a night we shared,
One of many that have been
and are yet to be.
Our bed was so warm and inviting
Inviting us to cling together,
burn together, lie together,
with unbridled passions
that flow through us.
If my death were to come now...
I would leave here smiling
for once, for one brief shining moment,in the span of all time,
I was loved...thoroughly....by you!
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
1 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
Two young lovers with their bodies on fire
Aching to swim that river of desire
Leaving innocence there on the bank by their clothes
A man holding on to a woman letting go
There's a man with a bottle on the other side of town
Swimming with the memory that he can't drown
Lord it ain't sunk in that she ain't coming home
Oh a man holding on to a woman letting go.
CHORUS:
His heart is telling him to hang on for dear life
Cause deep down he know she's letting go for good this time
There's a daddy walking his daughter down the aisle
Fighting back tears and forcing a smile
Over twenty-two years he watched her grow
A man holding on to a woman letting go
In Hill Valley home there's a feeble old man
And he's holding on to a fragile old hand
And the angels are coming to carry her home
Now he's a man holding on to a woman letting go
Two young lovers with their bodies on fire
Aching to swim that river of desire
Leaving innocence there on the bank by their clothes
A man holding on to a woman letting go