Hi, just a lil about me, I like camping, reading, outdoors stuff and playing online Texas Hold'em and Omaha hi/lo. I enjoy meeting all types of people. I am a very open andout spoken person. If you don't want to hear the truth orcan't handle it don't ask for my oppion.The Marine stood and faced God,Which must always come to pass.He hoped his shoes were shining,Just as brightly as his brass. "Step forward now, Marine,How shall I deal with you?Have you always turned the other cheek?To My Church have you been true?" The soldier squared his shoulders and said,"No, Lord, I guess I ain't.Because those of us who carry guns,Can't always be a saint. I've had to work most Sundays,And at times my talk was tough.And sometimes I've been violent,Because the world is awfully rough. But, I never took a penny,That wasn't mine to keep...Though I worked a lot of overtime,When the bills got just too steep. And I never passed a cry for help,Though at times I shook with fear.And sometimes, God, forgive me,I've wept unmanly tears. I know I don't deserve a place,Among the people here.They never wanted me aroundExcept to calm their fears. If you've a place for me here, Lord,It needn't be so grand.I never expected or had too muchBut if you don't, I'll understand. There was a silence all around the throne,Where the saints had often trod.As the Marine waited quietly,For the judgment of his God. "Step forward now, you Marine,You've borne your burdens well.Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,You've done your time in Hell." ~Author Unknown~If you care to offer the smallest token of recognition and appreciationfor the Military, Please pass this on and pray for our men and womenWho have served and are currently serving our country And pray for those who have given the ultimate sacrifice for freedom. THESE COLORS DON'T RUN