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31 December 2011 @ 05:29 pm

“Ooooooklahoma! Where the wind comes sweepin' down the plaaaaain”

13 December 2011 @ 11:59 pm
25 January 2011 @ 10:48 pm
When I was little, my cousins told me that if we didn't buy things from them when they came to the house, the Gypsys would come and take me away and I'd have to live with them and marry a Gypsy boy when I was 16. Because of that I used to hide behind the sofa when they knocked on the door of Grandma's house.


I urge you to watch this shit on Channel 4.
11 January 2011 @ 12:00 am

Captain Lewis 'Nix' Nixon and friend Major Richard 'Dick' Winters

It's hard to believe I feel so sad over the death of someone I've never even met.

The news of Dick Winters' passing has shocked me greatly, I always pictured him as some sort of incredible, superhero type person who was invincible -- that's just the image I got when I read the gushing accounts of Ambrose or his men. To think he was so ill for so long but kept it hidden because he didn't want his men to know, almost as if he didn't want to lose their respect or let them down, as if he could!

His friend and a fox news journalist summed it up perfectly:
"Even as Parkinson's disease began taking its toll on Dick Winters, who led his "Band of Brothers" through some of World War II's fiercest European battles, the unassuming hero refused, as always, to let his men down."

"Right up to the end, he was the company commander."

I could wax lyrical forever about how amazing I find this man but it would be to no avail, I would only be rehashing and repeating the beautiful things his own company have already said about him, except my words could never sound as good as their intensely heartfelt ones.

When I first got an interest in World War II and the Band of Brothers story, or more specifically the story of Easy Company, I was always so awed at the acts of true bravery constantly displayed by these men (and anyone involved in the war effort, but that's another ramble for another day). Whenever I hear about one of them passing, I think it's so very sad that the world has lost another one of these incredible people, and with them their memories and stories, both the shared and secret ones. That's why I think it's so important that everybody who has been fortunate enough to learn their story share it while we still can, because it's imperative that we don't forget people like Dick Winters and the sacrifice that he made for us, and we should be thankful for them everyday.