Leaving London

So, I'm going to start where I left off... in London, saying all my last goodbyes to life there. It was hard to leave, and I miss it, and sometimes I have to pinch myself (or read my own blog) to remember that it wasn't all a dream. Those last days before we left were overwhelming, to say the least. So many things packed into so little time.

The actual move was quick and easy, but the final cleaning took MUCH longer than we expected.. two whole days! (Yeah, Joyce and Charles, go ahead and have a laugh on us!) I think it would have gone a lot quicker, except that we had both kids with us almost the whole time we cleaned. That was rough. Poor Spencer hung out on the vinyl floor with a boppy pillow and nothing else, because the movers packed every last blanket, oops. Samantha took a nap in a closet in our empty bedroom, hiding out from the vacuum. We ate bread and jam, and chocolate cake, because I had already gotten rid of all our food. I stopped counting how many times I washed the back patio doors for the "last" time... only to have Sam run her fingers and nose and tongue across it once again. Brian rented a steam cleaner for the carpets, which was heavy and hard work, and took a LONG time to use.

To top it off, I got some terrible stomach bug the night of the move. (Still can't think about that chocolate cake without cringing slightly.) We were staying with very gracious friends for those last couple nights, and I spent most of that first night laying on a towel on their bathroom floor -- some house guest, eh?! Brian cleaned the flat, delivered give-away items, and took care of me and the kids like a champ on that last Saturday. Then he spent all night that night--and I do mean ALL night LONG-- cleaning out his files and office at work, poor guy! He was even late for church the next day because of his last all-nighter at the office. -- Just a reality check as to WHY we're leaving, I guess?!

So, I write all these nasty details of the moving out stuff just to remind myself (and anyone else who may be thinking of moving) that it is NOT fun, and NOT something to do just on a whim. Ug.

The good (and sad) part was the final goodbyes with all our friends. I took so many cute pictures of people at church, I have to post some of them just because these people are so special to me, and I miss them.

Jenny (below) is expecting a boy, due in December. We are VERY excited for her, but sad she won't get to use all Sammie's hand-me-downs this round. ;)

Tanya and Michael were so good to us. Sam LOVES them, and still talks about going to Michael's house sometimes.

Josie and her darling kids -- Noah is still a favorite, and Samantha wants to go see him all the time. She does not like me to tell her it's too far.



The two Samanthas -- maybe someday they'll meet again and become great friends!

Peggy, Jean, and Margaret were three amazing ladies I visited quite regularly. I loved getting to know London through their experiences. Sam loved Peggy's ceramic dogs and stuff animal collection.

Me and my lady friends...

We stayed with the Leavitts those last days (they have a nice bathroom floor). Samantha fell in LOVE with them, and especially enjoyed saying "Marquita" over and over, even though I told her to call her Sister Leavitt.

The flight was much easier than some others we've taken, probably because we were all so wiped out. Also because we had an overnight stop in San Diego. We got to stay with our friends Anne and Rob, who have two boys about the same ages as our kids.Anne was my pregnant buddy in London for awhile before they moved, and their boy, Drew is just two weeks younger than Spencer. The boys were thrilled to meet, as you can tell...

Samantha and Brock had a blast playing with all Brock's toys. Sam talked about him for days after we left.

We also took in a quick visit to San Diego Zoo, so fun! It was just long enough to make me want to spend A LOT more time in San Diego. What a GREAT place. Anne and Rob made a smart choice moving there, I think.



One more trip to the airport, one more time for Sammie to carry her little blue suitcase with the bees. And finally, we made it home, safe and sound.


And EXHAUSTED!!!
And now, two months later, it really is starting to feel like home here.

Out of the loop

Wow! I really HAVE been out of the blogging loop a LONG time. They've even renovated the "dashboard" page of Blogger while I've been away. I wonder when that happened?

Well, I am sure my wide readership has either been checking daily for news and getting their hopes dashed every time, or the less-nice ones have already relegated me to their "seldom-updated-blogs" list. I don't blame them, considering I went from an average once-or-twice-a-week entry, to once-a-month, and no pictures, to boot! Apologies and repentance. I really do have big plans of back-tracking, filling y'all in on the last two months of my life -- with more than just a couple sentences. No more "we're busy" posts from me, okay?

But this is not the entry for all of that, unfortunately. Spencer is teething and is one SAD boy downstairs. He just cut his TWO bottom first teeth at the same time -- on the airplane coming home from Boston. That's right folks, we've been in Boston for the last few weeks. Doesn't that count for something when you chalk up the many weeks of blogging absence? I did not have reliable daily internet there, nor did I feel like doing play-by-play of our trip as it happened.

And before Boston was "move-in" week. It was VERY exciting to see a couch arrive, and a table, and a bed, and those nifty bar stools. And most important, the PIANO! Oh yes, pictures and enthusiastic details are coming.

And before "move-in" week was the Oregon coast vacation/reunion with my side of the family -- I mentioned it earlier. And before that was our anniversary and the buying of the new car. And before that, the Bishop family reunion and my birthday celebration. And before that, well... the final details of leaving London.

Don't think I've forgotten all I need to record! It's all "up here" and WILL be written down, complete with all the pictures (or at least a select few). But... as I already said, Spencer is teething, which means he is wailing and hollering somethin' fierce downstairs and needs another round of cuddlles and bum pats and soothing words from mama. So, I'm off again. But only for a little while this time. I PROMISE this is the week we will download those hundred thousand pictures from our camera and play catch-up on blogging.

(It's also the week we get to meet our new nephew, Cole. And clean out the van. And start a real SCHEDULED ROUTINE at our house! So much to look forward to!)

FINALLY, FINALLY online!!!!

Okay, so the first week without internet access was kind of nice. It was good to have a break, to feel like I didn't have to worry about the "outside world" for a little while.

The second week was annoying. How am I supposed to get settled in a new home, new life, new everything and no connection to the "outside world" ??! How am I supposed to keep track of all my friends and their kids and their dogs? (I really do have a friend who just started a blog for her dog, no joke.) How am I supposed to buy furniture off craigslist when I can't even get ON craigslist in the first place?!

The third week was endurable, but only for the fact that we were on vacation at the coast and fully occupied the entire time. Oh, and also for the fact that we DID Have a connection at the beach house, though I didn't have much time to log on.

Week four, and I was about to go CRAZY! You may think it sounds kind of nice. But I dare you to try it. Try to go for a week without getting online. It's a rough, tough life, I tell you. I admit, I am addicted to the internet. Not that I am a computer junkie who sits at the screen all day. Far from it, actually. But I MUST know that connection is available for me. Life just doesn't function properly without it. Are we agreed?

That said, I plan to do some catch up blogging here in the near future. But I don't know if we have lots of pictures loaded on yet, or if those will have to continue to wait. I'll give you the skinny for now, then maybe backtrack later. Today was a first "real" day in our house. We've technically been here since July 30, but the internet only got installed yesterday, so I discount pre-online time, naturally. (Also, I already mentioned the Oregon trip. which took up a lot of the first weeks. Brian is scoffing that I don't count those first days as "real" but hey, when kids are sleeping on the floor, and we're living in suitcases, I just can't feel like this is really where we LIVE yet, okay?)

We had our nephews and niece over for the afternoon today, playing hide-and-seek in our big empty rooms and tag in our back yard. (Thanks for a fun visit, John, Cooper, Ella and Seth. Sorry Seth lost his shoes, Dalana.) It was fun. It's finally starting to feel like a home now, even though we still can't decide on couches or what color of woods to use for shelves or tables or anything. We're getting there. We got a toddler bed for Sammie last night, she was thrilled. We also got bar stools and a dining set for a bargain price, though we still need to set up the table and wait for the chairs to come in. I finally got our suitcases unpacked into our closets, so at least we aren't living off the floor anymore. Brian did a huge "staples" shopping trip to stock our fridge and pantry. And I did a trip to get trash cans, rugs, broom and mop, etc. We're still waiting for our air shipment to arrive (10 days has turned into nearly 4 weeks now!! arrrg!) But we've been told it has cleared customs finally and is scheduled for delivery next Tuesday. (I whine, as that is still five days away. I have not very nice things to say about this long of a wait!)

The things I'm loving about our new home so far...
-- By far, the biggest, best bonus is living close to family. It was so fun to have nephews and niece over today. And yesterday, Sammie was thrilled when Grandpa and Grandma Bishop stopped by for a visit. I love that we got to have my parents and sibs stay with us on the way to the coast for our reunion. How wonderful it is to be able to see these people I love so much! It is worth it, for everything I miss in London. I love being home.
-- The air conditioner. I'm actually a little TOO chilly tonight. But I love that our house stays refreshingly cool while it's toasty hot outside. I like that it IS hot outside, hot enough to actually NEED our AC.
-- The minivan. Two weeks and 2000 miles after purchase, and I admit I am a fan of the minivan. Only, I don't ever actually call it that. I still can't bring myself to be labelled like that. I still say "let's get in the CAR" or "I left the phone in the CAR." Yes, I know it is a minivan, but can we please just not say the word? If we call it something different, I really, really like it so far. It is roomy, and easy to get to the kids, and we just hauled our bar stools and dining table and hutch home in it. (Two trips, but still!) I'm impressed, much more than I thought I would be. It gets pretty good mileage, too, which is very important to me.
-- Our big master bathroom/closet suite thing. It's a whole nother room, people! It's amazing!! We have this huge two-sink vanity, a big corner tub, a nice shower, separate toilet room, and walk-in closet with TONS of shelves and racks. I know this is standard equipment to all you fellow American new-home-owners. But it's NEW to me, and VERY impressive! How am I supposed to fill all those drawers and shelves!? I love it.
-- The new fridge. It was a big decision, and we opted for a side-by-side model with an ice maker in the freezer door and the water/ice dispenser in front. It's so fun to get water from the fridge, nice and cold and icy. And I am basking the HUGE amounts of freezer space. Some day I will probably be frustrated that there's "just not enough room." But for now, I'm almost giddy with the thought that we have MASSIVE bags of chicken, peas, corn, stirfry veggies, mozzeralla, etc. And still PLENTY of room to spare for whatever we fancy! It's a miracle, really. (Reminds me of the time when I was little and I really did start crying when I told my mom "I'm so thankful for refrigerators." I now qualify that with "I'm so thankful for BIG, AMERICAN refrigerators!)
-- The hardwood kitchen floor. I'm actually terrified, not knowing how I'm supposed to care for a hardwood floor. But I LOVE the look of it, and the feel of it under my feet. I want to keep it so clean and pretty. It just adds such a warm, homey feel to our kitchen. I really like it. And if anyone has tips on how to keep it looking lovely, please feel free to share.

I need to go for now. I am reading Stephanie Meyer, finally. And as many of you know, it's not easy to do "other" stuff (like blogging) when I really want to know what happens next in my book.

Later, but not too much later, I hope!

Howdy from Idaho!

Finally! A few minutes of time with a speedy internet connection. This will be short, and no pictures. But I had to write a quick hello to let the world know... WE ARE IN IDAHO! yay!!
We made it safely home, and have continued flying by the seat of our pants ever since.

What's keeping us busy? Well, here's the quick list:
-- We stopped in San Diego on our way home for a quick overnight stay with our friends Rob and Anne. That was great -- a nice rest-up and a visit to the zoo before we flew on home.
-- For the past two weeks, we've been staying with Brian's parents, who have been sooo wonderful to put us up while we got things ready to move into our new house.
-- We had a Bishop family reunion the first weekend we were back, including tickets to a real rodeo, swimming at a hot springs pool, and DELICIOUS food and great company for three days running.
-- I had a great birthday this year. We went to church with Brian's parents, then had ice cream and a gorgeous chocolate cake made by Brian. Then I drove to see my family for a few days, taking Sammie and Spencer. (Brian went camping with his brothers.) As a special present this year, Brian paid for a massage and pedicure for me. What a treat!! I highly recommend it!
-- Amid all the busy family time, we have been spending $$$ like crazy, trying to get our house livable. Big purchases so far include: washer and dryer set, fridge and freezer, bed and box spring, and a new car!
-- That's right, we finally decided on a car earlier this week -- a Toyota Sienna minivan. I know, I don't look like the minivan type. Believe me, this is an adjustment. I've been promised I will love it. Those of you who promised better have some kind of guarantee, just in case. ;)
-- So, tonight most of my family is coming to spend the night at our new house, on the way to a Hone Family reunion at the Oregon coast. Does the fun ever end?! I imagine eventually we'll settle down and start living normally... but not yet!

Stay tuned for pictures, once we finally get internet and phone service at our new place.

Goodbye London

Shouldn't I be packing, cleaning like mad, or at least sleeping?? Of course the answer is yes, but I had to end with one last blog from London. Our movers are coming this morning in just an hour or so, and then our internet will be gone. One more string of pictures to share, one more ode to London Life.

We've sold all our furniture (or at least most of it), ordered our electricity off tomorrow, and arranged for a friend to take our car. What more is there left to do, other than the 100 thank-you cards, the one last sharing time for church, the base boards and walls in the living room (and on and on)!?

Here, Samantha models on her bed as I take pictures of it to post online for sale. Cute girl not included (but you can have the binky if you can wrestle it away from her,please!). We're delivering it tomorrow, last thing in the house to go.
One last "sleep" in the pool last weekend. She will miss making beds
This one was from awhile ago, but I love it. Did I already post it? Maybe I did. Anyway, I thought it was cute to see Samantha get so excited about the move.

Okay, let's fast forward a few hours now. Movers came (an hour early! gasp!), interrupted my nostalgic mood and my blogging (no fair!), packed (quickly) and left (taking every last utensil and dish so I had to eat bread and butter and jam using my finger as a knife just now). Now I sit in this empty house, with every sniffle and cough (I've got a cold-- again, no fair) echoing in the emptiness around me. No more wistfulness about leaving, there just isn't time for reflecting right now. I have doors to wash, shelves to dust, and floors to mop.

But I will leave you with my quick lists that I've been saving to post right as we go...

Things I will miss about London:

-- The accent, the inflections, the British way of speaking the "Queen's English." I love it. It has always sounded so proper and posh to me. I will miss hearing quirky English words like shattered, nappy, bunged up, gutted, lovely, brilliant, and garden.

-- The green, green, green loveliness. It is always beautiful and green here, even in the middle of January. The trees may lose their leaves, but things always seem to look fresh and vibrant.

-- Castles. I've visited enough that they seem a bit "old hat" to me right now, but let's face it -- I'm a romantic. I dreamed and dreamed of the time when I could see a REAL castle. I will miss all the majesty and grandeur of a castle or a palace or a great manor house. They just don't build 'em like that in Idaho, ya know?!

-- Country drives. Again, it's the green that draws me to the country here. But there's also the "oldness" of it all, the history in the surroundings. I love driving by an old stone fence, wondering about the people who built it and how frustrating it must have been to put it together.

-- Walking to the store. It really is quite convenient to have a little built-in community so handy. Post office, pharmacy, groceries, banks, restaurants... all just a 5-7 minute walk (okay, more like 10 mins with the kids). I will miss it.

-- London cabs. They are so peculiar looking! I remember seeing them in movies and I thought they were old school. But nope. They're real, and they're funky (and according to Brian they are not so comfy to ride home in when it's so late at night).

-- London North Ward. Our little church community here is something I will cherish and long for, I'm sure. I have struggled in my calling with the Primary children, mainly because I've felt quite taxed with my own two kiddies. But I love, love, love those children, and our little ward. The members are so warm and caring. The numbers are few, but every person counts and every kindness really seems to mean something. I will miss being a part of it, feeling so valued and appreciated.

-- Lavendar. Samantha and I have learned "Lavendar's Blue" and we sing it as we go out to the shops sometimes. There is always some lavendar plant spilling over someone's garden fence, looking so cheery and blue. Sammie can recognize it now, and we usually pick a little sprig to smell as we walk.

-- Our cozy flat. It's a bit tight at times, but I've really enjoyed our stay in this flat. It's been a good home for us. I don't like to see it so empty now, sniff sniff.

Okay, and now, before I get all teary and weepy over all the things I will miss, I better add my other list...

Things I will NOT miss about England:

-- Trolley carts at the grocery stores. They drive me CRAZY! They are "all wheel drive" so there's basically no good way to steer them. I put my back out any time I have to push a cart in the grocery store. Plus, you have to deposit a 1pound coin to even use the stupid things. Do you know how many times I have not had a coin and had to go in (kids in arms), buy something, and make change just so I can get a stupid cart?! The only place with NORMAL, FREE carts is Cost-co, of course.

-- Sausage. I have yet to find an English sausage I am fond of. Not sure what it is, but I just do not care for the sausage here.

-- Driving on the left. And driving on the ridiculously narrow streets. And driving with speed cameras. And driving with Brian pointing out all the speed cameras and speeders. And the dumb UK driving test that I failed three times, no joke! Basically most things that do with the techinical side of driving, I will NOT miss.

-- Two kids in the city. It's a rough, tough place to be trekking around with my baby-kids. I don't like the stairs, or the Tube, or the buses, or the traffic in general. It's hard work getting around. As much as I enjoy all the things there are to see and do in the big city, getting there makes it not so enjoyable.

--Too much rain. Last year, it poured a torrential downpour on my birthday (which is just over a week away, btw!!) I slept most of the day that day (was newly pregnant and jetlagged). I wasn't too bothered, but I did find it noteworthy that in all my 30+ years of existence, I don't think it has EVER rained on my birthday. Except here. I'm all for some rain, and I do understand that it's the rain that makes my "green, green, green" possible. But somtimes enough is enough. It's clouding over out there right now, to punish me for writing this.

Anyway, I better get going -- dustbunnies are waiting for me. Next post will come to you from the great Gem State of Idaho!

Wimbledon finals

What can I say about Wimbledon? It was amazing! We had tickets for the women's singles finals, the men's doubles finals, and the women's doubles finals. So... we got to see the Williams Sisters play for the title. For those who don't know tennis (maybe my mom?), the Williams Sisters are Serena and Venus, both from the USA. They've been at the top of the championships all over the world for several years now. AMAZING players, both.

We rooted for Venus, she was the defending champion from last year. She is quite well spoken and gracious with the press. On the court, both she and Serena are great to watch. Since I don't have much time, I'm just going to add a whole string of pictures, then a few of my observations at the end...

A few things about Wimbledon:

-- The tickets cost A LOT for center court, finals play. We were in the nosebleed section, but our tix were the biggest splurge we've had over here in the way of an "event." To even get tickets, we had to register in a lottery several months ago. Then they sent us the opportunity to get tickets, listing what our possible option would be if we choose to purchase it. We decided to do it, knowing it would be on Brian's birthday, and knowing it would be our last hoorah.

-- The audience really IS THAT QUIET! You know how they show it on television and it looks like the crowd is just hushed and awed? Well, the crowd IS really hushed and awed. In fact, there was an elevator out in the hall, around the corner, quite a ways from where we were sitting. Every time the bell would ring for the doors to open, it was actually quite annoying -- too loud! Someone's cell phone rang and people were "shshhhing" the offender.

-- Amid all the quietness, there were the occasional cheers and yells "Gooo Venus!" or "Way to go, Serena!" These were usually followed by more shshhhing. One enthusiastic fan couldn't resist shouting out "Use the force, Serena!" Even the shshhhers had to laugh at that one.

-- I was just fascinated with the ball boys and ball girls. Wow!! For those who don't know tennis (mom again?), the ball boys are the ones who get the balls off the court after each play. They are SOOOO fast, and so discreet. They have quite a system of passing balls up and down the court without getting in the way. I wonder how old they are, and how they get that job?

-- They didn't have a screen showing the "close-up" shots of the players. I really wish they would have, because it would have been nice to see the players faces as they rallied back and forth. They did at least put the final ceremony on a screen, which was nice to see.

-- During the final ceremony, the commentator asked Venus "That must be hard for your family to have both of you in the finals at once. They must be torn as to who they should cheer for." Venus replied, "Yes, I'm sure it's very hard for them. But I like to think they're secretly hoping I'll win!" It was cute.

-- We got to see Nadal practicing for the men's final. He's pretty amazing. Brian got a picture of him, somewhere above. Did anybody catch that whole match? I know it was on Sunday, but it was quite the grand finale! We saw the last 10 minutes and were glued (except for Spencer who wished he was sleeping).

-- Our babysitting cost just 5 pounds less than one of our tickets. (And I already mentioned our tickets did NOT come cheap.) Ah, the price for living the good life for a day. We really enjoyed ourselves!

Happy Birthday, Brian!

Brian's birthday was on Saturday, yay! Should we tell how old he is now? I guess those of you who know us well can do the math, right?

Samantha sings happy birthday to Daddy (we had the camera turned the wrong way, oops!)

We had a fun day celebrating, tried to make it a special time for Brian. We decorated the house with a special birthday banner and streamers. We got him some fun little presents (a book, balloon, flowers, snow globe of London, etc.). Samantha was very excited, and LOVED wrapping them and helping him unwrap them.
We also made him a delicious chocolate cake. Samantha was a GREAT helper...


And, as a special birthday splurge, Brian and I spent the entire day at WIMBLEDON! YAY!!
Of course, you've probably guessed Wimledon coverage will be in the next post!

"Lasts" in London

We've been busy this last couple of weeks, celebrating our "last" moments in London. It's hard to say goodbye to a place that has been our home the entire time we've been married. Let's just say, it's been a nice, long 4-year honeymoon! Here's a sampling of some of our fun times that may be our LAST while we're here.

Last play date with Abby and Sammy F.
Our friends Joyce and Charles are moving to Chicago the same day we move to Idaho. They're on holiday this week, so we had our last play time with their girls last week. It was so cute to see the girls enjoying each other, and sad to know it's all going to end so soon.

(I thought I got a picture of Other Sam, but I guess I didn't. oops)

Last trip downtown for lunch.
I took Spencer and Samantha down to my old work to meet my former colleagues for lunch one more time. It was brave of me, I think. Taking two kids on the Tube is tricky! Here Sam models her hands after holding the handrail in one of the Tube stops. Disgusting!

I didn't get a good group shot, but here's Caroline, holding sleeping Spencer. And here's Sam, by the London Eye -- 5 mins walk from my old work.

Last outing with Jeanette and kids.
We've been friends with Jeanette and her three kids- Stephen, Aaron, and Sophie-- since we first moved here. They've been at our house several times for dinner or dessert or just games. We had them over last weekend for pancake breakfast and an outing to Golders Hill Park. We will miss them. (Stephen didn't come, but Jeanette's granddaughter, Ellie, did...)
Snoozing at the park...
After flying the kite...

Last girls' night out.
I've really enjoyed my friendships with all the women in our ward at church. Of all the things I'll miss about London, there's no doubt I'll miss my friends the most. We've had a few little outings lately that have been really fun. This one pictured above was a delicious dinner at one of our friend's houses -- just for ladies, just for fun.


Last walks on the Heath.
It's been great to live so near Hampstead Heath. (Sammie calls it the "Heaf".) Here Brian suits up with Samantha for a walk to the Heath. He and she like to go on little outings to the Heath on Saturday mornings or sometimes even after work. Charles and Joyce just gave us their backpack -- a perfect excuse to get to the Heath again, Samantha thinks.

Last dinner with friends.
We had dinner with Tanya and Michael at their new house last night -- a great Middle-Eastern feast of lamb, tabouleh, hummus, pita, and rice, etc. Sammie LOVES Tanya and especially Michael, and talks about them all the time, even though they moved several months ago. It was lovely to see them again one more time before we go.
Spencer modelled their Scottish wig...

Last AMAZING dinner date at Lemonia.
No photos of this one; it would have been a bit tacky. Brian and I had a really nice dinner date to a place we've been wanting to try for quite some time. It was a classy Greek restaurant with VERY good food. We got full enough that I didn't eat anything the next day until 1 or 2pm. Delicious baklava, but I was too full to properly enjoy it!

WWII Normandy

Brian and I have been wanting to go to Normandy, France for quite some time. Our main purpose for this trip was to visit the cemetaries from World War II. I was very moved by this experience, much more than I expected. I just kept thinking of the chaos and the fear of so many young boys and men. I wept for the many mothers and wives and children who loved, honored and supported such brave soldiers. It was overwhelming to stand amid the thousands of headstones, and think of the loss and the struggle. I want to be more grateful for the precious freedoms these men purchased with their lives.

American Cemetary in Brittany, over 4000 soldiers.

British Cemetary, about 3500 soldiers, including some German soldiers. Each family was allowed to have an inscription printed on the grave, and the ages were listed as well.




American Cemetary, Omaha Beach. Over 9000 soldiers.



Omaha Beach, looking down on the beach from the cemetary. This was where the troups landed, and had to struggle uphill to where the enemy was stationed on the high ground, up above the thick foliage and undergrowth. Not an easy victory by any means.
On the beach.

WHO ARE THESE MEN ?

Who are these men who march so proud,
Who quietly weep, eyes closed, head bowed?
These are the men who once were boys,
Who missed out on youth and all it's joys.

Who are these men with aged faces,
Who silently count the empty spaces?
These are the men who gave their all,
Who fought for their country for freedom for all.

Who are these men with sorrowful look
Who can still remember the lives that were took?
These are the men who saw young men die,
The price of peace is always high.

Who are these men who in the midst of pain,
Whispered comfort to those they would not see again?
These are the men whose hands held tomorrow,
Who brought back our future with blood tears and sorrow.

Who are these men who promise to keep
Alive in their hearts the ones God holds asleep?
These are the men to whom I promise again:
'Veterans',my friends-I will remember them!

(Anonymous 1966)