Dear all, While working on a differnt project I came across the following: St. Crispian's Day is October 25th, so this is out of time. And we do not have scars to show, but: This day is called the Feast of Crispian He that outlives this day and comes safe home Will stand a-tiptoe when this day is named And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall see this day and live old age Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbors And say, "Tomorrow is Saint Crispian." Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say, "These wounds I had on Crispin's Day." Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot, But he'll remember with advantages What feats he did that day. Then shall our names Familiar in his mouth as household words-- Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter, Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-- Be in their cups freshly remembered. This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered-- We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. We weren't heroic, we shed no blood in ourselves, but we no longer need to say nothing, when asked, "What did you do in Korea?" nor "I can't tell you, henh henh henh, " nor "Well, I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you." But can speak plainly and proudly of what we did and where we were. I was released from active duty 51 years ago this coming week. See, for instance, " Military Intelligence - A Picture History" by John Patrick Finnegan 1985 History Office U.S. Army Intelligence and Security Command. For sale by the Government Printing Office Bob Levy BACK TO THE COMMUNICATOR |