Veterans Day 11/11/11
At Eleven minutes to the Eleventh hour of the Eleventh day of the Eleventh month of the year, the Roll Call, of those who died in the past Eleventh months, begins. Eleven o’clock is when it finally ends, as Eleven men render the final salute to fallen friends: One Chaplain prays to Heaven for lives lost and save from Hell. Seven men fire volleys and folded the flag so well One sergeant-in-charge takes the flag and inserted the fallen shells One officer-in-charge then takes the flag and secured it for the day One soldier -- a bugler then played sweet Taps to sing these souls away. There are Eleven letters that spells this memorable day for those who served and fought with pride as the honorable V-E-T-E-R-A-N-S D-A-Y! by First Sergeant James A. Porter, U. S. Army (ret.) This poem, along with several other relating to American men and women in war were republished today in honor of veterans day. Its original title was For Fallen Comrades, and it was pu...