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a friend just e-mailed this to: http://www.clermontyellow.accountsu...h/UntilThen.swf.
I had to share it.
Mike
Mike, I have seen this before and every time I view it I get a lump in my throat and my eyes fill with tears. It is indeed very humbling.
Margaret
Mike i'll have to try again,,it didn't work,,
thank was wonderful mike. can you send me that in a email. i want to send it to my mom. thank you for sharing it.
have a good day all
richard
Mike,
Thank you so much. You have no idea how much I needed to have life put in perspective for me this morning. The roads are pretty bad today, as I'm sure you know since you are only a little north of me. Anyway, on my way to work the road I take was completely blocked off by police. This is a very main road through an extensive industrial area. I am usually very good with directions and I know many little roads to get around problems that occur, but not in this area. Maybe you have heard of Raritan Center? Well I was forced to go through the center, which is gigantic and like a maze. I was in there for about 45 minutes trying to find my way out. I ended up having a panic attack and I was praying and crying, a complete mess. Thankfully God took his time to help guide me through. When I finally got to work, the first thing I did was check the boards and I opened this one first. What a very silly person I am to have a panic attack 5 miles from my home and job. Maybe I can blame it on the hours I'm working during tax season, I don't know. But I'm far better now. Thank you!
Wow. Thanks so much for sharing this!
I see in the morning paper that 15,000 troops will soon be coming home. THANK GOD.
My DH (retired police) has been asked to go to Iraq and train Iraqi police officers for $120,600/year, all expenses paid. We considered it for all of 10 seconds.... not enough money in the world for me to let him go over there.
Mike,
I've been sent that in the past and I agree it so moving. It brought tears to my eyes and my dh's too.
XOXO
Annie
I can't get the link to work. I tried C&P and that didn't work either. :(
Very moving...Thanks Mike...
I finally got it to work! Talk about a hero---WOW!
WOW!! It's amazing how far removed we are from what goes on in our world. It brought tears to my eyes too. Thanks for sharing.
What was neat to see is that one of the soldiers was reading "The Wall Street Journal." And, that's where I work! Great advertising.
God Bless our Soldiers!
awww that was a really awesome video...
dear mike,
Thanks for sharing that amazing video.
My dad was in the Canadian Armed Forces
and I just wanted to say to him
and all the other dads
and moms
and sisters
and brothers
and wives
and husbands
...(grand-parents) the list goes on and on...
THANK-YOU!
dad I love you!
You are my Hero!
Their sacrifices make Our Freedom
possible.
One day I hope
we will live
in a world
with no more tears,
and no more pain.
Until then...
but I finally found the name of the song and the lyrics. It's called Homeward Bound and it was written by a woman named Marta Keen (both text and music) and the song in the link is sung by the BYU chorus. Here's the lyrics:
In the quiet misty morning when the moon has gone to bed,
When the sparrows stop their singing and the sky is clear and red.
When the summer痴 ceased its gleaming,
When the corn is past its prime,
When adventure痴 lost its meaning,
I値l be homeward bound in time.
Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow.
Set me free to find my calling and I値l return to you somehow.
If you find it痴 me you're missing, if you池e hoping I値l return.
To your thoughts I値l soon be list地ing, and in the road I値l stop and turn.
Then the wind will set me racing as my journey nears its end.
And the path I値l be retracing when I知 homeward bound again.
Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow.
Set me free to find my calling and I値l return to you somehow.
In the quiet misty morning when the moon has gone to bed,
When the sparrows stop their singing,
I値l be homeward bound again
Mike
That was amazing and very moving mike, thank you so much for sharing it with us.
Ashley
You can hear Homeward bound with lyrics at this site. Be patient-it's slow, but worth it. Took me back-when I was 21 and waiting for my DH to come home after being away for 1 year.
http://www.yingster.net/fvhsmp3s/20...ard%20Bound.mp3
This version is by Trouveres
Soloists: Tiani Tuiolosega, & Tatiana Kuilanoff
As a mother this sure brought tears to my eyes.
This is such an amazing piece! My mother teaches US Government and her kids have been e-mailing a soldier from here! How can I send this in e-mail to them. They really need to see this.
Angela
Hi Ang,
Open the link and then cut and paste it into an e-mail. If that doesn't work, then PM me your e-mail address and I'll send it to you so you can forward it.
Mike
Subject: My valuable time!
I sat in my seat of the Boeing 767 waiting for everyone to hurry and stow their carry on's and grab a seat so we could start what I was sure to be a long , uneventful flight home. With the huge capacity and slow moving people taking their time to stuff luggage far too big for the overhead and never paying much attention to holding up the growing line behind them, I simply shook my head knowing that this flight was not starting out very well.
I was anxious to get home to see my loved ones so I was focused on "my" issues and just felt like standing up and yelling for some of these clowns to get their act together. I knew I couldn't say a word so I just thumbed thru the "Sky Mall" magazine from the seat pocket in front of me. You know it's really getting rough when you resort to the over priced, useless sky mall crap to break the monotony.
With everyone finally seated, we just sat there with the cabin door
open and no one in any hurry to get us going although we were well past the scheduled take off time. No wonder the airline industry is in trouble I told myself.
Just then, the attendant came on the intercom to inform us all that we were being delayed. The entire plane let out a collective groan. She resumed speaking to say "We are holding the aircraft for some very special people who are on their way to the plane and the delay shouldn't be more than 5 minutes.
The word came after waiting six times as long as we were promised that "I" was finally going to be on my way home. Why the hoopla over "these" folks?
I was expecting some celebrity or sport figure to be the reason for the hold up.........Just get their butts in a seat and let's hit the gas I
thought.
The attendant came back on the speaker to announce in a loud and excited voice that we were being joined by several U. S. Marines returning home from Iraq!!! Just as they walked on board, the entire plane erupted into applause. The men were a bit taken by surprise by the 340 people cheering for them as they searched for their seats. They were having their hands shook and touched by almost everyone who was within an arm's distance of them as they passed down the aisle. One elderly woman kissed the hand
of one of the Marines as he passed by her. The applause whistles and cheering didn't stop for a long time.
When we were finally airborne, "I" was not the only civilian checking his conscience as to the delays in "me" getting home, finding my easy chair, a cold beverage and the remote in my hand. These men had done for all of us and I had been complaining silently about "me" and "my" issues. I took for
granted the everyday freedoms I enjoy and the conveniences of the American way of life I took for granted others paid the price for my ability to moan and complain about a few minutes delay to "me" those Heroes going home to their loved ones.
I attempted to get my selfish outlook back in order and minutes
before we landed I suggested to the attendant that she announce over the speaker a request for everyone to remain in their seats until our hero's were allowed to gather their things and be first off the plane.
The cheers and applause continued until the last Marine stepped off and we all rose to go about our too often taken for granted everyday freedoms......... I felt proud of them. I felt it an honor and a privilege to be among the first to welcome them home and say Thank You for a job well done. I vowed that I will never forget that flight nor the lesson learned. I can't say it enough,
THANK YOU to those Veterans and active servicemen and women who may read this and a prayer for those who cannot because they are no longer with us.
GOD BLESS AMERICA! WELCOME HOME! AND THANKS FOR A JOB WELL DONE!!!
************************************************** ********
__________________
LAUGH,LAUGH,LAUGH!!!!!
DANCE,DANCE,DANCE!!!!!
Arl, that's really neat.
Once when we came home from overseas, the airline played "California, Here I come", while we were landing. There was a tear in everyone's eye. This was right after the 101st went into Viet Nam.
I had to share it.
Mike
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Mike, I have seen this before and every time I view it I get a lump in my throat and my eyes fill with tears. It is indeed very humbling.
Margaret
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Mike i'll have to try again,,it didn't work,,
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thank was wonderful mike. can you send me that in a email. i want to send it to my mom. thank you for sharing it.
have a good day all
richard
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Mike,
Thank you so much. You have no idea how much I needed to have life put in perspective for me this morning. The roads are pretty bad today, as I'm sure you know since you are only a little north of me. Anyway, on my way to work the road I take was completely blocked off by police. This is a very main road through an extensive industrial area. I am usually very good with directions and I know many little roads to get around problems that occur, but not in this area. Maybe you have heard of Raritan Center? Well I was forced to go through the center, which is gigantic and like a maze. I was in there for about 45 minutes trying to find my way out. I ended up having a panic attack and I was praying and crying, a complete mess. Thankfully God took his time to help guide me through. When I finally got to work, the first thing I did was check the boards and I opened this one first. What a very silly person I am to have a panic attack 5 miles from my home and job. Maybe I can blame it on the hours I'm working during tax season, I don't know. But I'm far better now. Thank you!
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Wow. Thanks so much for sharing this!
I see in the morning paper that 15,000 troops will soon be coming home. THANK GOD.
My DH (retired police) has been asked to go to Iraq and train Iraqi police officers for $120,600/year, all expenses paid. We considered it for all of 10 seconds.... not enough money in the world for me to let him go over there.
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Mike,
I've been sent that in the past and I agree it so moving. It brought tears to my eyes and my dh's too.
XOXO
Annie
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I can't get the link to work. I tried C&P and that didn't work either. :(
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Very moving...Thanks Mike...
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I finally got it to work! Talk about a hero---WOW!
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WOW!! It's amazing how far removed we are from what goes on in our world. It brought tears to my eyes too. Thanks for sharing.
What was neat to see is that one of the soldiers was reading "The Wall Street Journal." And, that's where I work! Great advertising.
God Bless our Soldiers!
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awww that was a really awesome video...
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dear mike,
Thanks for sharing that amazing video.
My dad was in the Canadian Armed Forces
and I just wanted to say to him
and all the other dads
and moms
and sisters
and brothers
and wives
and husbands
...(grand-parents) the list goes on and on...
THANK-YOU!
dad I love you!
You are my Hero!
Their sacrifices make Our Freedom
possible.
One day I hope
we will live
in a world
with no more tears,
and no more pain.
Until then...
Answers:
but I finally found the name of the song and the lyrics. It's called Homeward Bound and it was written by a woman named Marta Keen (both text and music) and the song in the link is sung by the BYU chorus. Here's the lyrics:
In the quiet misty morning when the moon has gone to bed,
When the sparrows stop their singing and the sky is clear and red.
When the summer痴 ceased its gleaming,
When the corn is past its prime,
When adventure痴 lost its meaning,
I値l be homeward bound in time.
Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow.
Set me free to find my calling and I値l return to you somehow.
If you find it痴 me you're missing, if you池e hoping I値l return.
To your thoughts I値l soon be list地ing, and in the road I値l stop and turn.
Then the wind will set me racing as my journey nears its end.
And the path I値l be retracing when I知 homeward bound again.
Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the plow.
Set me free to find my calling and I値l return to you somehow.
In the quiet misty morning when the moon has gone to bed,
When the sparrows stop their singing,
I値l be homeward bound again
Mike
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That was amazing and very moving mike, thank you so much for sharing it with us.
Ashley
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You can hear Homeward bound with lyrics at this site. Be patient-it's slow, but worth it. Took me back-when I was 21 and waiting for my DH to come home after being away for 1 year.
http://www.yingster.net/fvhsmp3s/20...ard%20Bound.mp3
This version is by Trouveres
Soloists: Tiani Tuiolosega, & Tatiana Kuilanoff
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As a mother this sure brought tears to my eyes.
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This is such an amazing piece! My mother teaches US Government and her kids have been e-mailing a soldier from here! How can I send this in e-mail to them. They really need to see this.
Angela
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Hi Ang,
Open the link and then cut and paste it into an e-mail. If that doesn't work, then PM me your e-mail address and I'll send it to you so you can forward it.
Mike
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Subject: My valuable time!
I sat in my seat of the Boeing 767 waiting for everyone to hurry and stow their carry on's and grab a seat so we could start what I was sure to be a long , uneventful flight home. With the huge capacity and slow moving people taking their time to stuff luggage far too big for the overhead and never paying much attention to holding up the growing line behind them, I simply shook my head knowing that this flight was not starting out very well.
I was anxious to get home to see my loved ones so I was focused on "my" issues and just felt like standing up and yelling for some of these clowns to get their act together. I knew I couldn't say a word so I just thumbed thru the "Sky Mall" magazine from the seat pocket in front of me. You know it's really getting rough when you resort to the over priced, useless sky mall crap to break the monotony.
With everyone finally seated, we just sat there with the cabin door
open and no one in any hurry to get us going although we were well past the scheduled take off time. No wonder the airline industry is in trouble I told myself.
Just then, the attendant came on the intercom to inform us all that we were being delayed. The entire plane let out a collective groan. She resumed speaking to say "We are holding the aircraft for some very special people who are on their way to the plane and the delay shouldn't be more than 5 minutes.
The word came after waiting six times as long as we were promised that "I" was finally going to be on my way home. Why the hoopla over "these" folks?
I was expecting some celebrity or sport figure to be the reason for the hold up.........Just get their butts in a seat and let's hit the gas I
thought.
The attendant came back on the speaker to announce in a loud and excited voice that we were being joined by several U. S. Marines returning home from Iraq!!! Just as they walked on board, the entire plane erupted into applause. The men were a bit taken by surprise by the 340 people cheering for them as they searched for their seats. They were having their hands shook and touched by almost everyone who was within an arm's distance of them as they passed down the aisle. One elderly woman kissed the hand
of one of the Marines as he passed by her. The applause whistles and cheering didn't stop for a long time.
When we were finally airborne, "I" was not the only civilian checking his conscience as to the delays in "me" getting home, finding my easy chair, a cold beverage and the remote in my hand. These men had done for all of us and I had been complaining silently about "me" and "my" issues. I took for
granted the everyday freedoms I enjoy and the conveniences of the American way of life I took for granted others paid the price for my ability to moan and complain about a few minutes delay to "me" those Heroes going home to their loved ones.
I attempted to get my selfish outlook back in order and minutes
before we landed I suggested to the attendant that she announce over the speaker a request for everyone to remain in their seats until our hero's were allowed to gather their things and be first off the plane.
The cheers and applause continued until the last Marine stepped off and we all rose to go about our too often taken for granted everyday freedoms......... I felt proud of them. I felt it an honor and a privilege to be among the first to welcome them home and say Thank You for a job well done. I vowed that I will never forget that flight nor the lesson learned. I can't say it enough,
THANK YOU to those Veterans and active servicemen and women who may read this and a prayer for those who cannot because they are no longer with us.
GOD BLESS AMERICA! WELCOME HOME! AND THANKS FOR A JOB WELL DONE!!!
************************************************** ********
__________________
LAUGH,LAUGH,LAUGH!!!!!
DANCE,DANCE,DANCE!!!!!
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Arl, that's really neat.
Once when we came home from overseas, the airline played "California, Here I come", while we were landing. There was a tear in everyone's eye. This was right after the 101st went into Viet Nam.
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