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“Why did these men fight? The answer is simple. We were ordinary people molded into Marines. The same can be said of those who served in the army. We all had the proper upbringings of common folk, when you have a task to do, you work hard, give it your best and get the job done. We came from different backgrounds; however, we became a team, moving and fighting as if we had known each other all of our lives. All of us have bonded for life and still keep in touch by phone, letters, and visits. If anyone of the second squad needs help you can be sure the rest of the squad would be there. All of those I have kept in touch with have been successful in the life endeavors they chose. "Not one of them is bitter about giving up two years of their life to 'Serve Their Country'" -George E. Krug”

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James Brady

James Brady, born on August 29, 1940 and passed away on August 4, 2014, was a former White House Press Secretary in the United States. He served as Press Secretary to President Jimmy Carter in the 1970s and was severely injured in an assassination attempt, which left him wheelchair-bound for the rest of his life. After his recovery, Brady actively advocated for gun control and became a symbol of the gun control movement. more

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“The combat during the war was only a part of the horror. When soldiers came home, they were faced with new challenges, new fights to be won. When the anti-war public sentiment was strong, as it was during the Vietnam war, our brave soldiers came home to expressions of disdain and revulsion instead of the respect and honor they deserved. But perhaps the ultimate betrayal for veterans, who willingly risked their lives when their government asked, was making them fight to prove their sicknesses and disabilities were caused by the war in order to receive the free medical treatment they needed, or to be compensated. These were the worst indignities of war.”

“Tumhare bina zindagi" Main tumhare sath hamesha hoon, bas ye baat samajh lo Meri mohabbat sacchi hai, is ko apna yaqeen maan lo Tumhare bina zindagi, bas ek khaali kitaab hai Meri har saans tumhare naam, is ko apna khwab maan lo Ye jo shak ke saaye hain, inhein tum door kar do Meri wafa ko samjho, meri jaan, is ko apna haq maan lo Main jo toota hoon, ye tumhare gham mein hai Meri mohabbat ki shiddat, is ko apni aas maan lo Tum se bicharna, ye mera naseeb nahi ho sakta Meri jaan, mere dil ki baat sun lo, mujhe apna naseeb maan lo Jo dard tumhare dil mein hai, wo mere dil mein hai Meri mohabbat ki gawahi, is ko apna sukoon maan lo Main tumhara tha, tumhara hoon, aur tumhara rahoonga Meri jaan, is haqeeqat ko apne dil mein amanat maan lo Ab jo dil mein basa hai, wahi rahega hamesha Mere ishq ki shiddat, is ko apni jaan ka hissa maan lo Shaista, meri pyari Shaista, bas itni si guzarish hai Meri jaan, mujhe apna samajh lo, aur kabhi chhod ke mat jao”

“Sab Khafa hai” Zindagi ke mod pe aisa aa poncha hun Mohabbat bhi naraaz, dost bhi khafa hai Ghar ke log bhi mujh se door ho gaye hai Aur khwabon ki duniya bhi veeran pari hai Dil ki har dhadkan mein dard ka shor hai Har saans mein bechaini ka dor hai Taleem ki rahein bhi ajnabi ho gayi Har rasta jaise andheron mein gum hai Mohabbat ke chiragh bujhne ko hai Doston ki baatein ab bojh ban gayi hai Ghar ka sukoon bhi kahin kho sa gaya Zindagi ki ronaqein jaise chhup si gayi hai Ansuon ki qatar, ghamon ki bahar hai Har khwab adhura, har khwahish beqarar hai Mohabbat ka rang, ab dhundhla sa para hai Aur dil ki har umeed, bujh si gayi hai Zindagi ke is safar mein tanha sa hun Jahan koi bhi saathi nahin mera Mohabbat ho, dosti ho, ya taleem ka rasta Sab kuch ab bikra, sab kuch hai veeran Phir bhi yeh dil kehta hai, umeed rakhoon Andheron ke baad roshni zaroor aaye gi Khwab phir se sajain ge, dil phir se chamke ga Zindagi ke is safar mein ek naya sooraj ubhrey ga”

“GUZAR TA NAHI YE SHAAM-E-GHAM Guzar ta nahi ye shaam-e-gham Zindagi ke dukhon ka hai peham sitam Qadam qadam par thakan ka pehra Himaton ke chiragh bhi ho gaye madhham Musaafir hoon raahon ka jin ko khabar Manzilon ka saraab hai, dil ka maatam Khawab jo bune the, reza reza huye Haath khaali rahe, na raha koi dum Sawaal ye hai, aye falak-e-jafa Kitna aur sehna hai, bata ye sanam Guzar jaye ye shaam-e-gham kisi tarah Warna raah mein bikhar jayein hum”