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Willy Brown
July 18, 2005

I was deeply moved by the show of support for one of our fallen soldiers. I will add my support by sharing the words of a song that I wrote. It is titled:

Requiem for a Good Man
by Willy Brown

Verse 1

A young man sits a table...
at his home in Tennessee.
His mom is crying, "Johnny stay" ...
but in three days he must leave.
The questions race through all their minds...
as he boards the coach that day,
but with a smile and a wave he says "goodbye"...
and the Greyhound roars away.


Well... what are you gonna say when a young man falls ...
to the loved ones left behind?
When their taken on the field of battle...
and the words are hard to find.
Maybe they'll get a medal...
some of them died at sea...
Paying the price for freedom...
laying it down for you and me.

Verse 2

A young girl holds a picture...
of a love that's far away,
with all the joy that love can bring...
but it won't turn out that way.
Cause a call comes on the telephone line,
and her heart sinks to the floor.
His last words to his new wife were...
"We won't be dancing anymore".


Well... what are you gonna say when a good man falls,
to the loved ones left behind?
When they're taken on the field of battle...
oh... the words are hard to find.
Maybe they'll get a medal...
I know that some of them died at sea,
Paying the cost of freedom...
laying it down for you and me.

Verse 3

A father stares at the kitchen floor...
following the lines.
It reminds him of another place...
in another time.
He remembers every face so well...
as he wipes away a tear,
It seems like it was yesterday...
but it's been thirty years.

Verse 4

Well the battle lines are closer now...
in the streets of our own town.
The boys in blue give us their best...
but evil men still roam around.
Our leaders say "let' s take their guns...
and that will stop the crime".
Still... they kill the ones who keep us safe...
and get off with 'good time'.


Well... what are you gonna say when a good man falls ...
to the loved ones left behind?
When their taken on the field of battle...
and the words are hard to find.
Maybe they'll get a medal...
some of them died at sea...
Paying the price for freedom...
laying it down for you and me


Oh it's time for us to rise...
and solve the troubles of our time.
Too long we have waited in the wings'
And while it's still 'Today'...
we must roll this stone away,
Before tomorrow fades into the sand.

The article follows....

There's Something To Be Said For Being Raised In A Small Town.

What follows is a message from Vicki Pierce about her nephew James' funeral (he was serving our country in Iraq):

"I'm back, it was certainly a quick trip, but I have to also say it was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. There is a lot to be said for growing up in a small town in Texas. The service itself was impressive with wonderful flowers and sprays, a portrait of James, his uniform and boots, his awards and ribbons. There was lots of military brass and an eloquent (though inappropriately longwinded) Baptist preacher. There were easily 1000 people at the service, filling the church sanctuary as well as the fellowship hall and spilling out into the parking lot.

However, the most incredible thing was what happened following the service on the way to the cemetery. We went to our cars and drove to the cemetery escorted by at least 10 police cars with lights flashing and some other emergency vehicles, with Texas Rangers handling traffic. Everyone on the road who was not in the procession, pulled over, got out of their cars, and stood silently and respectfully, some put their hands over their hearts.

When we turned off the highway suddenly there were teenage boys along both sides of the street about every 20 feet or so, all holding large American flags on long flag poles, and again with their hands on their hearts. We thought at first it was the Boy Scouts or 4H club or something, but it continued .... for two and a half miles. Hundreds of young people, standing silently on the side of the road with flags. At one point we passed an elementary school, and all the children were outside, shoulder to shoulder holding flags . kindergartners, handicapped, teachers, staff, everyone. Some held signs of love and support. Then came teenage girls and younger boys, all holding flags. Then adults. Then families. All standing silently on the side of the road. No one spoke, not even the very young children.

The military least two generals, a fist full of colonels, and representatives from every branch of the service, plus the color guard which attended James, and some who served with him ... was very impressive and respectful, but the love and pride from this community who had lost one of their own was the most amazing thing I've ever been privileged to witness.

I've attached some pictures, some are blurry (we were moving), but you can get a small idea of what this was like. Thanks so much for all the prayers and support."

These photos are awesome!!

James' funeral

James' funeral


Courtesy of Nancy Keck
Subject: They Need Our Prayers

Prayer chain for our Military...please don't break it . Please send it on after a short prayer.


"Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us. Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need. I ask this in the name of Jesus, our Lord and Savior. Amen."

Prayer Request: When you receive this, please stop for a moment and say a prayer for our troops around the world. There is nothing attached.... .. Just send this to all the people in your address book. Do not let it stop with you, please.... Of all the gifts you could give a US Soldier, Sailor, Airman, Marine & others deployed in harm's way, Prayer is the very best one!

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