The Medal of Honor
Since it was created there have been 3,464 awarded.
119 of these in WW1
8 Marines received the award in that war.
These 8 men received 13 of the medals all together.
Two men got the award in the same action.
And one man was awarded the medal by 2 different services under 2 different names for the same action.
http://www.homeofheroes.com/moh/war/12_wwi.html
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Friday, October 26, 2007
Halloween Story
Halloween Story
Trolls, goblins, the Bogeyman, and things that go bump in the night.
Would it surprise you that they were real once?
Long ago, there was more than one breed of men in the world. In what would become
Great Britain there were farmers raising their crops and livestock. Simple folks just past
the early stages of villages and trading. They lived in thatched huts and wore homespun
fabrics while they raised simple crops and cattle.
But there was an earlier breed of men still living there as well.
More primitive, these were hunter and gatherers that lived in caves and other natural
shelters such as rock outcropping and dense thickets. These primitives dressed in skins
and furs. They lived on a diet heavy in meat and ate only the fruits and vegetables they
found in the wild.
Like most real primitives they saw those outside their family groups as a threat and
even as prey. As the farmers moved into the primitive’s areas the primitives stole from
them and when possible killed and ate them just as they had any other creature. The early
farmers soon learn that to travel alone is dangerous. People are killed by bears, lions,
wolves, and thieves. But the bodies, or at least parts of them, are found sooner or later.
BUT, in some areas they are gone without a trace, or worse gone with strange footprints
left behind.
Picture this scene. In the dark something moves outside an isolated farm house just
outside a small group of huts. The farmer and his wife lay in the dark and listen to
footsteps outside. The farmer rises and looks out through a crack in the barred door and
sees a shape in the moonlight.
It’s a creature about his own height. Long hair hangs down from its head, its body seems
covered in hair, it wears a skin around its body, and acts more like an animal than the
men the farmer knows. It carries a weapon of a primitive club or spear.
Across the way a child whimpers in the night. The creature stops and looks in that
direction. Then it moves away. A few minutes later screams shatter the night and a baby
cries out in fear and pain, cries that are cut short. As pandemonium breaks out the farmer
sees the creature return and run past his hut toward the forest. In its hand it carries a limp baby
by the leg.
Torches appear and the villagers come out to see what happened. The child had cried.
Its mother had roused from her sleep and started toward the child a few feet away in a
basket. Suddenly a shadow filled the small window and an arm reached inside. To her
horror it grabbed the child and in a second had dragged it out the window.
The villagers were afraid to chase the creature into the dark night. The child was never
seen again. From that night on children were warned to go to sleep and be quiet, the
bogeyman was around at night.
In time a group of shepherds looking for lost sheep come across a dark narrow cleft in a
rocky wall of a deep ravine. Inside is a fire pit, trash, and bones. The cave smells terrible
from the rotting trash and excrement. And to their horror they see things they recognize
like a bracelet worn by a missing woman and the shepherd hook carried by a missing
shepherd. Then one sees a human skull among the trash and they realize they are in a
Troll’s cave and flee for their lives.
Think about it, what lives in caves, deep woods, and hollows like those under bridges?
What’s hairy, wears skins, and eats children and travelers? Trolls? Goblins maybe?
Sound far fetched? Check with the British. Archeological work in the north of Britain
tells the tale. They have been excavating the primitive’s caves. They have found, mixed
among the bones of animals, the bones of adults and children. Mostly they are small
children and infants, easy prey. And they have all the signs of having been butchered and
cooked.
At one time sleeping quietly was good advice. The Bogeyman was looking for you.
Trolls, goblins, the Bogeyman, and things that go bump in the night.
Would it surprise you that they were real once?
Long ago, there was more than one breed of men in the world. In what would become
Great Britain there were farmers raising their crops and livestock. Simple folks just past
the early stages of villages and trading. They lived in thatched huts and wore homespun
fabrics while they raised simple crops and cattle.
But there was an earlier breed of men still living there as well.
More primitive, these were hunter and gatherers that lived in caves and other natural
shelters such as rock outcropping and dense thickets. These primitives dressed in skins
and furs. They lived on a diet heavy in meat and ate only the fruits and vegetables they
found in the wild.
Like most real primitives they saw those outside their family groups as a threat and
even as prey. As the farmers moved into the primitive’s areas the primitives stole from
them and when possible killed and ate them just as they had any other creature. The early
farmers soon learn that to travel alone is dangerous. People are killed by bears, lions,
wolves, and thieves. But the bodies, or at least parts of them, are found sooner or later.
BUT, in some areas they are gone without a trace, or worse gone with strange footprints
left behind.
Picture this scene. In the dark something moves outside an isolated farm house just
outside a small group of huts. The farmer and his wife lay in the dark and listen to
footsteps outside. The farmer rises and looks out through a crack in the barred door and
sees a shape in the moonlight.
It’s a creature about his own height. Long hair hangs down from its head, its body seems
covered in hair, it wears a skin around its body, and acts more like an animal than the
men the farmer knows. It carries a weapon of a primitive club or spear.
Across the way a child whimpers in the night. The creature stops and looks in that
direction. Then it moves away. A few minutes later screams shatter the night and a baby
cries out in fear and pain, cries that are cut short. As pandemonium breaks out the farmer
sees the creature return and run past his hut toward the forest. In its hand it carries a limp baby
by the leg.
Torches appear and the villagers come out to see what happened. The child had cried.
Its mother had roused from her sleep and started toward the child a few feet away in a
basket. Suddenly a shadow filled the small window and an arm reached inside. To her
horror it grabbed the child and in a second had dragged it out the window.
The villagers were afraid to chase the creature into the dark night. The child was never
seen again. From that night on children were warned to go to sleep and be quiet, the
bogeyman was around at night.
In time a group of shepherds looking for lost sheep come across a dark narrow cleft in a
rocky wall of a deep ravine. Inside is a fire pit, trash, and bones. The cave smells terrible
from the rotting trash and excrement. And to their horror they see things they recognize
like a bracelet worn by a missing woman and the shepherd hook carried by a missing
shepherd. Then one sees a human skull among the trash and they realize they are in a
Troll’s cave and flee for their lives.
Think about it, what lives in caves, deep woods, and hollows like those under bridges?
What’s hairy, wears skins, and eats children and travelers? Trolls? Goblins maybe?
Sound far fetched? Check with the British. Archeological work in the north of Britain
tells the tale. They have been excavating the primitive’s caves. They have found, mixed
among the bones of animals, the bones of adults and children. Mostly they are small
children and infants, easy prey. And they have all the signs of having been butchered and
cooked.
At one time sleeping quietly was good advice. The Bogeyman was looking for you.
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