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 From my good friend Herman Taube........
Of all the emails I have gotten over the past few days, this one stands out

 I am the flag of the United States of America.
 My name is Old Glory.
 I fly atop the world's tallest buildings.
 I stand watch in America's halls of justice.
 I fly majestically over institutions of learning.
 I stand guard with power in the world.
 Look up and see me.

 I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice.
 I stand for freedom.
 I am confident.
 I am arrogant.
 I am proud.

 When I am flown with my fellow banners,
 my head is a little higher,
 my colors a little truer.

 I bow to no one!
 I am recognized all over the world.
 I am worshipped - I am saluted.
 I am loved - I am revered.
 I am respected - and I am feared.

I have fought in every battle of every war
 for more then 200 years.
 I was flown at Valley Forge, Gettysburg,
 Shiloh and Appamatox.
 I was there at San Juan Hill,
 the trenches of France,
 in the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome
 and the beaches of Normandy, Guam.
 Okinawa,  Korea and KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam now me,
 I was there.
 I led my troops,
 I was dirty, battleworn and tired,
 but my soldiers cheered me
 And I was proud.
 I have been burned, torn and trampled
 on the streets of countries I have helped set free.
 It does not hurt, for I am invincible.
 I have been soiled upon, burned, torn
 and trampled on the streets of my country.
 And when it's by those whom I've served in battle - it hurts.
 But I shall overcome - for I am strong.

 I have slipped the bonds of Earth
 and stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space
 from my vantage point on the moon.
 I have borne silent witness
 to all of America's finest hours.
 But my finest hours are yet to come.

 When I am torn into strips
 and used as bandages
 for my wounded comrades on the battlefield,
 When I am flown at half-mast to honor my soldier,
 Or when I lie in the trembling arms
 of a grieving parent
 at the grave of their fallen son or daughter,
 I am proud.

 MY NAME IS OLD GLORY
 LONG MAY I WAVE.
 DEAR GOD IN  HEAVEN
 LONG MAY I WAVE

 PLEASE FORWARD MY MESSAGE TO ALL WHO
 STILL LOVE AND RESPECT ME,
 THAT I MAY FLY PROUDLY FOR
 ANOTHER TWO HUNDRED YEARS.

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