Memorial

This page is dedicated to each and every person who has ever put themselves before others, to serve and protect the people. We will demonstrate our sincerity by our actions to honor every last one of our active duty Soldiers, Veterans, and our fallen. We will take the action necessary to ensure that their sacrifices will not have been in vain. We will not stand idly by as our country continues to collapse fiscally, socially, and morally; disgracing the honor of what so many gave up for rest of us. We will take every step that is necessary to re-secure and maintain the freedoms which their sacrifices bought us. Below is one of the most famous poems from World War I, written by Canadian Lt. Col John McRae after witnessing the death of his young friend, only 22 years old, just the day before. Although a Canadian, his words still ring true, no matter what the nationality.  There is only one way to truly honor the sacrifices of those who came before us, and that is to learn how the enemy has manipulated us, and sent so many good people to their deaths.

Flanders fields, where the poppies grow.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

— Lt.-Col. John McCrae (1872 – 1918)

This page is here to honor all of the great men and women who served, or are serving both dutifully and honorably for our people, our freedom, and our prosperity. We will NEVER FORGET the sacrifices of our brethren, for our Soldiers are not just brethren unto each other. They are fathers, brothers, sisters, mothers, aunts, uncles, grandmothers, and grandfathers to each and every one of us. They are a our family; our folk. They are the fruits of the labors of many generations past, and each represents the hopes, dreams, and love of the other. A country’s Soldiers are not just Soldiers. They are it’s farmers, it’s factory workers, it’s students and it’s teachers. They are it’s back bone, it’s life blood, it’s past and it’s future. Our Soldiers are our people, one and the same.

We call our nation of states “united” and thus, we will stand as such. However, should we fall into the trap of division through ignorance, manipulation, complacency, or any other force, we will fall divided into the abyss from which our forefathers and mothers gave their blood to save us from. Repeatedly great men and women have laid their sacrifice upon the altar of freedom, if for nothing more than freedom itself, and for this gift we shall be ever grateful. We vow to never forget and we shall never dishonor them, by failing to carry on their legacy when we are called upon. If we fail to restore and maintain our freedoms, it is their legacy and honor we are failing. The purpose of this website is to call upon all of us to face our most devastating foe; the one foe responsible for all that you see here. So, let us never forget.