Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Remember
Remember, it is the Soldier, not the reporter who
has given us the freedom of the press.
It is the Soldier, not the poet, who
has given us the freedom of speech.
It is the Soldier who salutes the flag, who serves beneath
the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag, who
allows the protester to burn the flag.
has given us the freedom of the press.
It is the Soldier, not the poet, who
has given us the freedom of speech.
It is the Soldier who salutes the flag, who serves beneath
the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag, who
allows the protester to burn the flag.
Chuck's worst nightmare! Don't worry I didn't buy it. This was Duteau's doing!
Sunday, June 26, 2005
I'm really not sure what kind of face this is, but he's still cute!
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Tribute website
Below is a link to a website where people can post things to Chuck.
http://www.projo.com/cgi-bin/extra/terror/tribute/view.cgi?id=12381
Chuck-
I want you to go to this whenever you get the chance so you can see how many people, people you don't even know, are thinking and praying for you. I love you!
http://www.projo.com/cgi-bin/extra/terror/tribute/view.cgi?id=12381
Chuck-
I want you to go to this whenever you get the chance so you can see how many people, people you don't even know, are thinking and praying for you. I love you!
Monday, June 20, 2005
A viewing of Chuck's video
Tonight we went over to my in-law's house. We watched Chukie's latest video from Iraq and had dinner. Cruz got spoiled, getting new clothes and toys. It was almost like Christmas for him. Chuck, I think our baby boy has more clothes than you and me put together!! Wait till we have a little girl, then the fun will really begin!!
Sunday, June 19, 2005
Happy First Father's Day!!
Happy Father's Day Chuck!!! Your baby boy love you and misses you. I put a link over to the left for you to watch or you can just click on http://home.insightbb.com/~armedforcestribute/.
I love you and am very proud of you.
My Daddy is a Marine
My Daddy is a Marine
He’s often gone away
To some far off country
Where he has to stay
I really miss my Daddy
And I’m not sure what he does
Except he helps other people
Who need him very much
At night when I say my prayers
I ask to keep Daddy safe
So that he can come home to us
And sit in his favorite place.
Sometimes I can hear Mommy cry
When she thinks I’m asleep
I know she misses Daddy
and her sadness hurts real deep
My Daddy is a Marine
He’s often gone away
And I am so very proud of him each and everyday.
Come home to us Daddy
When your job is done
I know that those people need you
But they aren’t the only ones!
I love you and am very proud of you.
My Daddy is a Marine
My Daddy is a Marine
He’s often gone away
To some far off country
Where he has to stay
I really miss my Daddy
And I’m not sure what he does
Except he helps other people
Who need him very much
At night when I say my prayers
I ask to keep Daddy safe
So that he can come home to us
And sit in his favorite place.
Sometimes I can hear Mommy cry
When she thinks I’m asleep
I know she misses Daddy
and her sadness hurts real deep
My Daddy is a Marine
He’s often gone away
And I am so very proud of him each and everyday.
Come home to us Daddy
When your job is done
I know that those people need you
But they aren’t the only ones!
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Outings
On Thursday we celebrated Uncle Chad's birthday at dinner. The highlight was Chad's birthday cake that said he had turned 2! Grandma, Pops, the baby and me had spent the earlier part of the day getting my lovely military ID. On Friday we went to the mall with Grandma Terri, Chuck's mom. We had a good time looking for little clothes for the baby. We also learned that you are not allowed to take photos in the Disney store. Oh well, we did anyways.
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Chuck
I know you're going out for a while, so be careful. We'll be praying for you and missing you. Just take care of yourself and know that we're all proud of you. I love you!
Your wife
Your wife
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