Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs for November 11, 2013

she will learn that those “savages” are good people

Ooooh-vey!

I was thinking the same thing. Sure you are right.

That would be the Celardo way, but how about she’s unrepentant and dies in the village?

This was (is) nothing more than the IB Pompous moral storyline.

Happy Vetrans Day to all my fellow vets out there!Quartermain and TinCanWidget and a lot of others. All you other vets ‘roger up’ so we can recognize you.

Yep, you called it Mr. What. But we were hoping for somethng more sinister, were we not?

Greetings to all veterans and be sure to get to your local Golden Corral today for a free buffet meal between 4 PM and 9 PM local. Only ID required is be there. They do a lot for veterans. (No, I am not an employee and I do not own stock in the concern, but I am a veteran.)

To quote an old love song, “Put your head on my shoulder”—oh, but wait not that one, it hurts.

Unless she doesn’t change her ways and becomes a reoccuring villian with a grudge against Tarzan who she blames for her missing friends …the russians.

Phritzg, Tin Can Twidget, and Quartermain Miller, thank you both for your service.-America is the land of the free, because it’s the home of the brave. I’m pleased to salute you three, and all who have served.-TenHutAGOWA!!!!!

JUST A COMMON SOLDIER

(A Soldier Died Today)

by A. Lawrence Vaincourt

He was getting old and paunchy and his hair was falling fast,

And he sat around the Legion, telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he had fought in and the deeds that he had done,

In his exploits with his buddies; they were heroes, every one.

And tho’ sometimes, to his neighbors, his tales became a joke,

All his Legion buddies listened, for they knew whereof he spoke.

But we’ll hear his tales no longer for old Bill has passed away,

And the world’s a little poorer, for a soldier died today.

He will not be mourned by many, just his children and his wife,

For he lived an ordinary and quite uneventful life.

Held a job and raised a family, quietly going his own way,

And the world won’t note his passing, though a soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth, their bodies lie in state,

While thousands note their passing and proclaim that they were great.

Papers tell their whole life stories, from the time that they were young,

But the passing of a soldier goes unnoticed and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution to the welfare of our land

A guy who breaks his promises and cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow who, in times of war and strife,

Goes off to serve his Country and offers up his life?

A politician’s stipend and the style in which he lives

Are sometimes disproportionate to the service that he gives.

While the ordinary soldier, who offered up his all,

Is paid off with a medal and perhaps, a pension small.

It’s so easy to forget them for it was so long ago,

That the old Bills of our Country went to battle, but we know

It was not the politicians, with their compromise and ploys,

Who won for us the freedom that our Country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger, with your enemies at hand,

Would you want a politician with his ever-shifting stand?

Or would you prefer a soldier, who has sworn to defend

His home, his kin and Country and would fight until the end?

He was just a common soldier and his ranks are growing thin,

But his presence should remind us we may need his like again.

For when countries are in conflict, then we find the soldier’s part

Is to clean up all the troubles that the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honor while he’s here to hear the praise,

Then at least let’s give him homage at the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simple headline in a paper that would say,

Our Country is in mourning, for a soldier died today.

© 1987 A. Lawrence Vaincourt