God and Country, may both stand tall, just like the folks that serve, Even when backed against the wall, we'll defend both with Greatest Fervor.
Remembering to Remember
By Arley Steinhour 092911
In nineteen hundred fifty six,
From home we went away,
Poked and prodded, a hairless mix,
To learn the good old Navy way;
The leadership had discipline,
And crammed it down our throat,
They controlled our every spin,
Learn to keep the Navy afloat.
Times were tough, learning that,
Some guys did cry at night,
Until one night at lights out Taps,
A Tenor voice sang sweet and bright.
No more tears, or home-sick blues,
Our performance took a leap,
Each night, drop off to the Lord's Prayer,
Made us all contented Sheep.
The Navy thought to stop his voice,
But only for a moment or two,
Every Recruit in the Barracks agreed,
To mutiny, if they even tried to.
Our Company Chief was surprised,
Our learning curve went straight up,
Even Gang members from Chicago,
Embraced discipline, filling their cup.
Fifty five years have gone under bridge,
We served all over the Earth,
Went on to lives of every kind,
Each, I'd gladly serve with, and berth.
A Thousand Soldiers standing tall,
Till Star Spangled Banner is played,
Brought that age old memory,
From the recess where it has laid.
Pull out your memory thoughts my friends,
Dust them off with a chuckle or two,
Thank God, for all the experiences you've had,
For He gave your memories, only to you.