The Duncan Family: what do you think?

Friday, March 07, 2008

what do you think?

6 comments:

Jason and Carrie said...: I can see it a little bit!; Friday, March 07, 2008
Monica~ James~ Connor said...: The bottom pictures I think they look the most alike. I know he'll be adorable!; Friday, March 07, 2008
My Three Boys said...: I can't believe how time flys. It seems like we were just in your kitchen admitting we were bearly pregnant. Crazy!! He looks just plain cute to me and with an offspring like Vera you know he is going to be beautiful.; Friday, March 07, 2008
Anonymous said...: What a beautiful little Great-
grandson Charlie is going to be.
He will match his adorable sister
beautifully. Luv you guys

G-Ma Dreyer; Saturday, March 08, 2008
Jess said...: yeah you got the 3D!! Isn't that the neatest thing!; Saturday, March 08, 2008
Dreyer Family said...: Wow! I can't wait for him to be here! Aunt Kelly; Monday, March 10, 2008

Military Wife

I never wore the uniform, no medals on my chest.
The band, it doesn't play for me, I am not among “the Best.”
I do not march in cadence; I do not rate salute,
I stand among the silent ranks, our devotion absolute.
If you've not worn my shoes, you do not know my story.
I live a life of sacrifice, my reward a private glory.
I've wept many silent nights away,
and I've kept the home fires burning.
I've worried and I've waited, as world events were churning. I've moved more times than you could fathom,
left more people than you've known.
I've planted gardens 'round the world,
very few that I've seen grown.
I've grieved with new-made widows,
and had my share of scares -- when a ship or plane or man was down, and all I had were prayers.
I'm not asking for your sympathy, (although appreciation can be nice) I did it quite on purpose --I chose to sacrifice.
I'll tell you a secret now, one you'd never guess.
About the one glory that is mine,
it's just enough -- no more, no less.
When you and I stand together as our national anthem plays, I'll fill with reminiscences of how I spent those days.
I'll know the pain and joys again,
I'll know that freedom isn't free,
I'll know I've helped to pay the price –
and that the anthem plays for me.

Elizabeth Soutter Schwarzer
Marine Wife