Thoughts Incurred By Looking Up My Father's West Point Class
Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 4:29 pm
From the song, "Benny Havens"
For our comrades who have fallen, one cup before we go.
They poured their lifeblood freely out pro bono publico.
No marble points the stranger to where they rest below.
They lie forgotten far away from Benny Havens, O.
For our comrades who have fallen, one cup before we go.
They poured their lifeblood freely out pro bono publico.
No marble points the stranger to where they rest below.
They lie forgotten far away from Benny Havens, O.