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Izeafest . . .here I come
Well, I finally did it. There is a conference there in September that I had registered for months and months ago. However, I was looking for a roommate and hadn’t set up my plane or my hotel yet. However, now it is done. I am using the free Southwest ticket I won at BlogWorld last year to fly there (when I called to set up my flight, the lady was so nice and friendly and even spoke English!). We are going to be staying at the Courtyard Marriott. I found an awesome deal on their website (better than the deal that the conference was getting for us!). I wish I would have time to do some fun playing at the theme parks there, but I have to get back to my kids plus the conference has us booked up. Let me know if you are going to be there too, so we can meet up!
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Wednesday’s Hero
This Weeks Hero Was Suggested By Mary Ann
Company C, 1st Battalion, 77th Armor
“How can I say to my sons, stand up for something, fight for what you think is right, if I don’t do anything myself?”The Jeffrey Jamaleldine that you speak to today is a complete 180 from the Jeffrey Jamaleldine that you would have spoke to in the past. In 1991, Jamaleldin was living in Germany when joined in anti-American protests on Berlin’s Kurfürstendamm boulevard during Operation Desert Storm. “That was the way it was back then,” he says. He was 15 and “America was simply the enemy.” And today, Jeffery Jamaleldine is a wounded veteran of the U.S. Army. On June 6, 2005, after the terror bombing in Madrid, Spain, in the middle of the Iraq war, he showed up at the U.S. Army recruiting office in Little Rock, Arkansas, to enlist. His father, Bashir, told him at the time: “Son, this won’t be a picnic.”
On June 30, Jamaleldine was on patrol in Ramadi, Iraq. The patrol ahead of him had been ambushed by at least 70 combatants and were now under fire. During the fight, Spc. Jeffrey Jamaleldine was hit in the face by a bullet. In the end, the battle lasted into the next morning and the soldiers were able to stop the enemy from returning to Ramadi.
The article on Spc. Jeffrey Jamaleldine is five pages long, and I simply can not condense it down to only a few paragraphs. You can read the entire story here.
These brave men and women sacrifice so much in their lives so that others may enjoy the freedoms we get to enjoy everyday. For that, I am proud to call them Hero.
We Should Not Only Mourn These Men And Women Who Died, We Should Also Thank God That Such People Lived
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Me? Crazy?
Bill and I thought we were going nuts for about a week now. Every so often we would hear what sounded like a radio. It was driving us nuts. It wouldn’t last long enough, so we could figure out where it was coming from. Last night, I finally located where it was coming from. I had already tested the speakers from the entertainment center, so I knew it wasn’t coming from there. Bill lifted the love seat last night and guess what we found!
A cell phone. What sounded like a radio was a ring tone. And how did that get there? Well, Bill had a poker party at the house while I was gone and one of his friends spent the night and slept on the couch. It was his phone that has been ringing for the past week!
I am glad to say that I am not crazy and that we got to the bottom of this mystery!
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