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My brother from another mother... a name given to me from Lanikai and now passed on to you. Alvin, some day you will find these messages from your brothers and they will bring you peace. You are strong, you are a warrior. But in your strength do not forget to remain flexible. The strongest rod is broken when it cannot bend. I pray for you, and your father and grandfather. I hope they come home soon from the hospital. I am sorry for the loss of your dear mother. This is a wound that will never heal, but I pray that you find peace with it and welcome its pain when it reminds you how great she was. And now from Henry the Fifth ... there was never a better time to give this quote. We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires. But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive. No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England. God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour As one man more methinks would share from me For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more! Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse; We would not die in that man’s company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is call’d the feast of Crispian. He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say “To-morrow is Saint Crispian.” Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say “These wounds I had on Crispian’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 flowing cups freshly rememb’red. 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; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition; And gentlemen in England now-a-bed Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

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stunning watch. wear it in good health. cheers, larry

MMM does it again!! Very nice!! Wear her well..

slevin

Ok guys, she's here[emoji173]️ pretty much speechless as a this is a life long dream. Never possible without the forum. Full photo shoot tomorrow. Some quickies Sent from my droptop using telepathy [emoji466]️