And the Thunder Rolls,

Hear the Thunder

As we prepared to mount our bikes,
He asked, "Tell me why you ride.
There's nothing that you few can do
For these soldiers who have died."

"You're wrong" I answered back to him,
" Yes, they all have paid the toll,
But we can help people remember
When they hear the Thunder Roll."

"These men and women served their country,
their deaths were not by choice.
They fulfilled their solemn duty
And now we are their voice."

"Some returned in shrouded coffins.
They served and gave their all.
Some went to serve in foreign lands,
And never returned at all."

"So we ride to offer honor to
All those who paid this toll.
We ride so you'll remember them,
When you hear the thunder roll."

2007 Bill "uglicoyote" Davis
USN 1967-1971

Field of Heroes

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On a cold, rainy Tuesday a group of students from my school went to the Field of Heroes to help lay out the crosses( Picture on right). Eventually they were rained out, but they tried and I'm proud of them. On Wednesday evening, members of Portneuf Valley Hog helped set up the last crosses. The middle picture was taken today, over 3800 crosses representing those who have died in service of their country in Iraq and Afghanistan.
The picture on the left is of the last row of crosses placed on Wednesday, crosses with no names on them at the time. Today almost ninety have names representing the deaths so far in May.
I walked the field of crosses and read many of the names, their ages. I returned to my bike and just sat there for a bit. John Rogers, an honorable man, fellow Viet Nam vet, and the person who started doing this thing four years ago, came over and asked "Well, what do you think?"
I started to cry, and all I could say was "The sons-of-bitches are doing it to us again. The miserable sons-of-bitches."