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The Flag Code of the United States of America

Title 4, United States Code, Chapter 1

As Adopted by the National Flag Conference, Washington, D.C., June 14-15, 1923, and Revised and Endorsed by the Second National Flag Conference, Washington, D.C., May 15, 1924. Revised and adopted at P.L. 623, 77th Congress, Second Session, June 22, 1942; as Amended by P.L. 829, 77th Congress, Second Session, December 22, 1942; P.L. 107 83rd Congress, 1st Session, July 9, 1953; P.L. 396, 83rd Congress, Second Session, June 14, 1954; P.L. 363, 90th Congress, Second Session, June 28, 1968; P.L. 344, 94th Congress, Second Session, July 7, 1976; P.L. 322, 103rd Congress, Second Session, September 13, 1994; P.L. 225, 105th Congress, Second Session, August 12, 1998; and P.L. 80, 106th Congress, First Session, October 25, 1999.

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Japan’s Atomic Bomb: We almost lost all

Japan’s Atomic Bomb
by Leon Thompson

(Reprinted with permission of Military magazine, 2122 28th St., Sacramento, CA 95818. A sample copy of Military may be obtained by writing to the above address)

While reading the article by William B. Breuer entitled “Hiroshima bomb saved lives” (Oct. ’94, pg. 39), I had to chuckle to myself, because he is on the right track, but doesn’t know the half of it; the bomb saved two nations!

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A Warrior’s Return

A Warrior’s Return
By: Anonymous

No Fences Which Contain this Weathered Word Man,
Broken, The Chains lays Before me, Buried Beneath
the Talcum Powdered sand.

Gone, Now are these Dreams Dreamt, Though I still
Awake in Cold Sweats, In My Home.


I know I’m not alone, My boots now Track in mud
from the City Streets, and My body is Wiped clean,
Clear of a land that is Forsaken In the Eyes of
the Lord.

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Poem – The Title: United States Marine

The Title

It Can Not be Inherited
Nor Can it Ever be Purchased
You or No One Alive
can Buy It for Any Price
It is Impossible to Rent
and It Can Not be Lent
You Alone and Our Own
have Earned It
with Your Sweat, Blood and Lives.
You Own It Forever
The Title
“United States Marine”
In Honor of Our Fallen
and Disabled Brothers

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Veterans Day Assembly

Veterans day poems read by:
Tiffany Incorvaia

On November 10th,2005 my daughter’s school has a ceremony honoring all the Veterans . and as we all know It was also the Marine’s birthday . Well my daughter being 11 and wanting to show her support > She only got to read her poem ,and in the middle of it she broke down and cried . The teacher had to finish it for her. after that she of course came to me she needed a hug. I got her calmed down she went back to her seat. I looked around and there was not a dry eye in the place. She made such a impact on other children, the Veterans , and guests that I had people telling me so. They said that it was nice to know that a 11 year old child could make a impact . The American Legion is getting her reading in full today . I am proud of her So If I may share her reading with you to pass onto All Marines that read your letter. I think some might like it.
Hi my name is Tiffany Incorvaia

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Our Brother The Marine

Our Brother The Marine
by Omie Johnson

I found your web site about 6 months ago and purchased some t’s from you. My brother LCpl. Leon Deraps was killed in action on May 6th 2006, in Iraq. He was 19 years old. He was a baby of 6. I would like to see if you would put the poem I wrote to him when he was home for Christmas in your Newsletter. Take care!
~Omie Johnson
“In loving memory of LCpl. Leon Deraps ~ beloved brother & hero”

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A Memorial Day Poem

Memorial Day
by Michelle R. Christman

As we stand here looking
At the flags upon these graves
Know these flags represent
A few of the true American brave

They fought for their Country
As man has through all of time
Except that these soldiers lying here
Fought for your country and mine

As we all are gathered here
To pay them our respect
Let’s pass this word to others
It’s what they would expect

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Thurman Howard

Long before facing Guadalcanal and Iwo Jima sands,
A group of warriors arose, a brave and hearty band.
Trained and learned a special art, both on land and sea,
They did because they were patriots, and for the likes of me.

They didn’t ask ‘why must we die for a purpose ill conceived?’
They go to protect our citizens from mortal threats perceived.
With a sword and musket, they honed their skills so well.
They learned of discipline and the tolling of the funeral bell.

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