I went where others feared to go, and did
what others failed to do.
I asked nothing from those who gave
nothing and reluctantly accepted the
thought of eternal loneliness...should I fail.
I have seen the face of terror, felt the
stinging cold of fear, and enjoyed the
sweet taste of a moment's love.
I have cried, pained, and hoped...but most
of all, I have lived times others would
say were best forgotten
At least someday I will be able to say that I
was proud of what I was...
A Soldier
George L. Skypeck
masters of their profession, the
profession of arms.
Theirs is more than a job or an
occupation. It is a way of life that
requires a personal commitment
found nowhere else in society. Its
obligation is dedicated...its
demands, duty and loyalty...its
principle, integrity, and it's reward,
personal satisfaction.
Their countrymen see them as the
epitome of the American fighting
man. Their badge of distinction is
the green beret, known and
respected worldwide.
They Wear It Proudly