[Boatanchors] A Cristmas Story for my Sisters and Brothers in Arms

[K2GKK D C_Mac_ Macdonald]

That brings my tears every year!  I am
NOT ashamed of that nor those from viewing the Viet Nam Memorial.

  D C  “Mac” Macdonald
USAF &FAA Retired
Father of USAF retired son
Father of USAF retired Son in Law

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On Dec 24, 2022, at 16:52, n2lxm at juno.com wrote:

The embers glowed softly, and in there dim light
 I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
 My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
 My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.

 Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
 Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
 The sparkling lights in the tree, I believe,
 Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.

 My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
 Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep
 In perfect contentment, or so it would seem.
 So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

 The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
 But I opened my eye when it tickled my ear.
 Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
 Then the sure sounds of footsteps outside in the snow.

 My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
 And I crept to the door jut to see who was near.
 Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
 A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.

 A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old.
 Perhaps a Marine huddled here in the cold.
 Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
 Standing watch over me, and my wife and child.

 "What are you doing?"I asked without fear
 "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
 Put down your pack, brush the snow from sleeve,
 You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"

 For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
 Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts,
 To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
 Then he sighed and he said "it's really all right,
 I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night"

 "It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
 That separates you from the darkest of times.
 No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
 I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.

 My Gramps died at "Pearl on a day in December."
 Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gam always remembers."
 My Dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam
 And now it is my turn and so, here I am.

 I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
 But my wife sends pictures, he's sure got her smile.
 Then he bent and carefully pulled from his bag,
 THE Red White and Blue. an American Flag.

 "I can live through the cold and the being alone,
 Away from family, my house and my home,
 I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
 I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat,
 I can carry the weight of killing another
 Or lay down my life with my sisters and brothers
 Who stand at the front against any and all,
 To insure for all time that this Flag will not fall."

 "So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright
 Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
 "But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
 "Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
 It seems all too little for all that you've done,
 For being away from your wife and your son."

 Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
 "Just tell us you love us, and never forget
 To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone.
 To stand your own watch, no matter how long.

 For when we come home, either standing or dead,
 To know you remember we fought and we bled
 Is payment enough, and with that we will trust.
 That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.




                                                   Jeff N2LXM
                                         Amateur Radio Operator
                                                     American
                                                       Patriot
                                    Proud Father of Two US Marines

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