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28 novembre Hey!! No Sunscreen Near The Stuffing!On a summerlike day that could make East Coasters envious, some Southern California families spent Thanksgiving at the beach. They feasted on the usual offerings -- and sunbathed and surfed too.
I may have to try this next year!
27 novembre Thanksgiving DayAll in all the day went very well. We spent the day ay my SIL and BIL's house in Rancho Cucamonga along with 30 other people... half of which I didn't know. This is my BIL, Jason, who made 3 turkeys. Smoked, BBQ'd and roasted. Check out his apron!! lol! He's a Paramedic.
And my SIL, Mary Beth. Great cook, especially Cajon.
They had plenty of help!!
This is Becky and her Mom
And here is part of the 'spread'!
To my surprise, they have three new pets!
Bill the cat
Casey the Chihuahua mix
And my favorite, Iris!! I nicknamed her 'Scrufty'!! Love the name Iris!! LOL!
So after a great dinner we took the long drive home, except halfway home the 'Fit Hit The Shan'!!! We were on the Interstate and traffic was backed up so we decided to use the toll road. Now on these toll roads everyone drives at least 80mph. And as luck would have it, we get a flat tire on the Z. Becky was driving so she pulled over as far as possible onto the small shoulder. As cars are whipping past us, inches away, she yells at me to get out of the car 'Quick'!! I told her that I don't do quick!!! But I find a break in the traffic and we both moved away from the car. She calls AAA and in 20 minutes this young guy pulls up in a tow truck. Let me tell ya, you couldn't pay me enough to do his job!! On his back, partially in the fast lane, jacking up the car and putting on the funny little tire. Oh yeah, in the dark!!! You can bet he looked nervous!! We gave him a huge tip and were on our way. I had my camera in my pocket but didn't think to take pictures!! Dang!!
Today we took her car to a tire shop and they found THREE nails and a screw in it. And the tire was shredded!!
Pretty exciting Thanksgiving, huh?? Hope yours was less stressful. Actually, I hope yours was Perfect.
Have a Wonderful weekend!
25 novembre He’ll Live to see Thanksgiving
Obama finds 'Courage' and pardons the turkey Last night they stayed at the posh Willard hotel in Washington. This afternoon they fly first class to California, where they will be honorary grand marshals for Disneyland's Thanksgiving Day parade. But today, a turkey named Courage -- and an alternate named Carolina, in case Courage is unable to complete his duties -- received President Obama's first presidential pardons. Flanked by his daughters, Malia and Sasha -- who he said lobbied for the pardon -- Obama said the two turkeys had been spared the "terrible and delicious fate" of being served for dinner. You could tell he was tempted to eat Courage. As for his daughters, Malia observed astutely that Courage looked like a big chicken. "There are certain days when I'm reminded why I ran for this office," Obama quipped. "And then there are days like this." On a more serious note, he called Thanksgiving a quintessentially American holiday, and an occasion to give thanks to soldiers separated from their families by war. You can read his remarks below.
REMARKS BY THE PRESIDENT ON PARDONING OF THE NATIONAL TURKEY
North Portico
11:41 A.M. EST
THE PRESIDENT: Happy Thanksgiving, everybody. Welcome to the White House. On behalf of Sasha and Malia and myself, we're thrilled to see you. I want to thank Walter Pelletier, chairman of the National Turkey Federation, and Joel Brandenberger, its president, for donating this year's turkey. His name is "Courage," and he traveled here from Goldsboro, North Carolina, where he was raised under Walter's own precious care.
(Turkey gobbles.)
THE PRESIDENT: There you go. (Laughter.)
Now, the National Turkey Federation has been bringing its finest turkeys to the White House for more than 50 years. I'm told Presidents Eisenhower and Johnson actually ate their turkeys. You can't fault them for that; that's a good-looking bird. (Laughter.) President Kennedy was even given a turkey with a sign around its neck that said, "Good Eatin', Mr. President." But he showed mercy and he said, "Let's keep him going." And 20 years ago this Thanksgiving, the first President Bush issued the first official presidential pardon for a turkey.
Today, I am pleased to announce that thanks to the interventions of Malia and Sasha -- because I was planning to eat this sucker -- (laughter) -- "Courage" will also be spared this terrible and delicious fate. Later today, he'll head to Disneyland, where he'll be grand marshal of tomorrow's parade. And just in case "Courage" can't fulfill his responsibilities, Walter brought along another turkey, "Carolina," as an alternate, the stand-in.
Now, later this afternoon, Michelle, Malia, Sasha and I will take two of their less fortunate brethren to Martha's Table, an organization that does extraordinary work to help folks here in D.C. who need it the most. And I want to thank Jaindl's Turkey Farm in Orefield, Pennsylvania, for donating those dressed birds for dinner. So today, all told, I believe it's fair to say that we have saved or created four turkeys. (Laughter.)
You know, there are certain days that remind me of why I ran for this office. And then there are moments like this -- (laughter) -- where I pardon a turkey and send it to Disneyland. (Laughter.) But every single day, I am thankful for the extraordinary responsibility that the American people have placed in me. I am humbled by the privilege that it is to serve them, and the tremendous honor it is to serve as Commander-in-Chief of the finest military in the world -- and I want to wish a Happy Thanksgiving to every service member at home or in harm's way. We're proud of you and we are thinking of you and we're praying for you.
When my family and I sit around the table tomorrow, just like millions of other families across America, we'll take time to give our thanks for many blessings. But we'll also remember this is a time when so many members of our American family are hurting. There's no question this has been a tough year for America. We're at war. Our economy is emerging from an extraordinary recession into recovery. But there's a long way to go and a lot of work to do.
In more tranquil times, it's easy to notice our many blessings. It's even easier to take them for granted. But in times like these, they resonate a bit more powerfully. When President Lincoln set aside the National Day of Thanksgiving for the first time -- to celebrate America's "fruitful fields," "healthful skies," and the "strength and vigor" of the American people -- it was in the midst of the Civil War, just when the future of our very union was most in doubt. So think about that. When times were darkest, President Lincoln understood that our American blessings shined brighter than ever.
This is an era of new perils and new hardships. But we are, as ever, a people of endless compassion, boundless ingenuity, limitless strength. We're the heirs to a hard-earned history and stewards of a land of God-given beauty. We are Americans. And for all this, we give our humble thanks -- to our predecessors, to one another, and to God.
So on this quintessentially American holiday, as we give thanks for what we've got, let's also give back to those who are less fortunate. As we give thanks for our loved ones, let us remember those who can't be with us. And as we give thanks for our security, let's in turn thank those who've sacrificed to make it possible, wherever they may be.
Now, before this turkey gets too nervous that Bo will escape and screw up this pardon -- (laughter) -- or before I change my mind, I hereby pardon "Courage" so that he can live out the rest of his days in peace and tranquility in Disneyland.
And to every American, I want to wish you, on behalf of myself, Malia, Sasha, and Michelle, the happiest of Thanksgivings. Thank you very much, everybody. (Applause.)
But if the president thought the event a little light, the young aides in his White House were so tickled by its role in this odd tradition that they posted this preview on whitehouse.gov. ‘Courage’ in his hotel suite! The silly tradition is often attributed to President Truman, but the Harry S. Truman Library and Museum says it can find no documentation of that. In fact, says the presidential library, "Truman sometimes indicated to reporters that the turkeys he received were destined for the family dinner table." In fact, what probably accounts for this rumor is that the National Turkey Federation started giving a turkey to presidents in a White House ceremony beginning in 1947. In November 2001, George W. Bush said some believe President Lincoln started the tradition by pardoning his son Tad's pet turkey. But that may be more Lincoln myth than fact. President Kennedy never issued a presidential pardon to a turkey, but on Nov. 19, 1963, just three days before his assassination, he observed, "Let's just keep him." In fact, most historians believe the tradition of a formal pardon began with Bush's father, 41, the first President Bush. Presidential pardons for turkeys are rare. According to the folks at the National Turkey Federation, an estimated 273 million turkeys were raised this year for consumption on American tables. ************************************************************************************************************************* Since tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day, I’m doing a double post today. I hope you find this one useful. Last-minute Thanksgiving hors d'oeuvres, or as I call them, Horse Divers! Your holiday menu is in hand. But what about hors d'oeuvres? Here are 25 last-minute appetizers. Appetizers? Before Thanksgiving dinner? Avocado mousse with caviar: Purée avocado with a little milk or cream until it's the consistency of pudding and season with salt and lemon juice. Place a couple of spoonfuls in a martini glass or small bowl, top with crème fraîche, caviar and a drizzle of pistachio oil. Shaved fennel with slivered Parmesan: Slice the fennel as finely as you can, then toss it in a bowl with very good olive oil and fresh lemon juice. Use a vegetable peeler to shave sheets of Parmesan over top. Roasted pepper bruschetta: Roast and peel red bell peppers (or use good-quality bottled ones). Dress them with olive oil and arrange them on toasted bread, then strew minced preserved lemon over top. Fried sage leaves: Rinse whole sage leaves and pat them dry with a paper towel. Dust with flour and fry in 2 inches of hot olive oil. Fingerlings with anchovies: Steam fingerling potatoes. When cool, slice them in half lengthwise and top them with salted anchovy fillets that have been rinsed and patted dry. Drizzle lightly with olive oil and freshly ground black pepper. Jicama salad: Cut jicama in matchsticks. Purée fresh cilantro, lime juice and vegetable oil in a blender. Dress several handfuls of baby greens with some of the dressing. Arrange the jicama over top and drizzle with a little of the remaining dressing. Quick-pickled radishes: Salt a couple bunches of trimmed radishes and soak them in ice water to crisp. Make a pickling liquid by simmering three-fourths cup rice vinegar, one-half cup water, 1 tablespoon sugar and some whole black peppercorns and mustard seed. Place the drained radishes in a sealable container and pour the hot liquid over. Pickle for 1 day before serving. Spiced almonds: Sauté raw almonds in a hot skillet with one-half teaspoon olive oil until they are fragrant. Remove from the heat and season with coarse salt and a dash of smoked paprika or minced fresh herbs. Stuffed piquillo peppers: Drain the peppers and pat dry. Spoon a little fresh goat cheese inside and arrange on a platter with a drizzle of olive oil and a sprinkling of minced garlic and parsley. Orange, red onion and radish salad: Peel oranges and slice crosswise. Sliver red onions and thinly slice radishes. Combine in a bowl with pitted olives and dress with good olive oil. Spiced breadsticks: Roll prepared pizza dough and run it through a fettuccine cutter on a pasta machine or cut it by hand as thinly as you can. Brush lightly with beaten egg white and sprinkle with a mixture of coarse salt, freshly ground black pepper and allspice. Arrange on a baking sheet and bake at 350 degrees until golden brown. Lavash crackers and muhammara: Purée until smooth three large roasted red bell peppers with a garlic clove, a little toasted cumin, lemon juice and a spoonful of pomegranate molasses. Grind in 1 1/2 cups toasted walnuts and 1/3 cup breadcrumbs until chunky. Season with salt and ground red pepper and pulse in olive oil to make a chunky paste. Serve in a bowl with lavash crackers alongside.
Croustade with tapenade: Toast bread rounds, spread them with prepared tapenade and top with a dot of fresh goat cheese.
Cranberry bean salad: Dress cold cooked cranberry beans with lemon juice, olive oil and a fresh herb such as basil.
Candied walnuts: Stir walnuts in a bowl with just enough corn syrup to lightly coat, a little sugar and some salt and black pepper. Spread on a greased cookie sheet and bake at 325 degrees until toasted and fragrant. Prosciutto and Fuyu persimmon: Quarter the persimmons and remove the core if it's woody. Thinly slice and wrap with thinly sliced prosciutto or Serrano ham. Spear with a toothpick to hold in place and make serving easier. Herbed puff pastry sticks: Thaw frozen puff pastry, butter one side and top with chopped fresh herbs. Use a pizza cutter to slice into thin strips, twist them, then bake at 375 degrees until puffed and golden. Onion sandwiches: Slice red onions as thinly as possible, rinse under hot running water and pat dry. Generously butter thin slices of high-quality white bread and strew with the onions. Top with more generously buttered white bread and cut into serving pieces. This can also be done with radishes. Date sweetmeats: Slice dates open and remove the pits. Roll a chunk of marzipan or almond paste mixed with a little orange zest into a ball and place it in the date cavity. Press firmly to seal. I know that alot of these sound very exotic but they are all easy and GOOD!! I really like the pickled radishes, the candied walnuts and the pastry sticks!************************************************************************************************************************ A thought for Thanksgiving: God gave you a gift of 86,400 seconds today. Have you used one to say “Thank You”? William A. Ward I hope you all have a Wonderful Thanksgiving 24 novembre Screaming kids and airplanes: Mayday! Mayday
With people traveling for the Holidays, I thought this was timely. Parents don't have a right to get on a jet with unruly children. In fact, they're stealing from the rest of us. A little late in making those Thanksgiving flight plans? Wondering how you could possibly afford your ticket -- that is, without putting a kidney up for sale on Craigslist? Good news! You can get a free flight home on Southwest plus a $300 travel voucher. Just do what I plan to -- get on a Southwest flight in the next few days, and when it's taking off, shout over and over, "Go, plane, go!" and "I want Daddy! I want Daddy!"
I have been through this way too many times! ***************************************************************************************************************************************************************** Our Governor – Now HE’S got explaining to do! Just weeks after California first lady Maria Shriver apologized for parking in a red zone. her husband appears to have violated the same law. The Web site TMZ.com on Monday posted photographs of Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger getting into a silver convertible Porsche parked in a red zone. Red zone violations generally get a $90 citation. No comment from the Gov. Last month, Shriver was caught on video parking her Cadillac Escalade in a red zone in Santa Monica. That tape surfaced after several other videos showed her holding a cell phone while driving, another violation of state law. I guess the laws only apply to us little people! *************************************************************************************** And Finally….. Kangaroo takes on owner and dog Melbourne Australia* A kangaroo startled by a man walking his dog, attacked the pair, pinning the pet underwater and slashing the owner in the abdomen. Chris Rickard, 49, was in stable condition Monday after the attack, which ended when he elbowed the kangaroo in the throat. Rickard said he was walking his Blue Heeler, Rocky, when they surprised the sleeping kangaroo. The dog chased the animal into a pond, when the kangaroo turned and pinned it underwater. Rickard said Rocky was “half-drowned” when he was pulled from the water. The moral?: Make sure your Blue Heeler ‘heels’!!!
You may or may not that I’ve made a slight change to my tag line. No comment for now…. Still with her ball!! LOL!! She's a doll!!!
21 novembre Thanksgiving at our little Plymouth RockCute story!! My wife is part Pilgrim. She's got all these funny ideas about religion and sex and is even pretty puritanical when it comes to what to stuff the turkey with.
"No oysters!" she's always shouting. "Why not?" "No oysters!" she shouts again, like the zealot she is. Immediately, she goes back to stirring sauces and thwopping big metal pans with wooden spoons, which is what Pilgrim wives do for kicks. "Loosen up, woman," I say. "Yeah, loosen up, woman," say her sons, which always goes over very well. It's really nice to have your own personal Pilgrim. Even in L.A., the land of personal chefs and personal drivers, it's pretty rare to find a personal Pilgrim -- though folks with dour expressions and an aversion to commonplace pleasures are amazingly common here. I was talking to my personal Pilgrim the other day, having a nice conversation about pumpkin soup on a perfect autumn afternoon, with the sun slicing in at hard angles, as it does in mid-November -- sun so focused you could almost fry onions with it. After 30 years, we don't need much discussion, she and I. Our love exists in a Latin of hard stares and grimaces. Besides, I usually prefer to get my point across to her through Jedi mind tricks and sweet rolls, which work better than you might imagine. She says she never eats breakfast, but when I surprise her with sweet rolls she's been known to actually jump on my back and yodel. But, sure, every once in a while we will talk. The subject this time is Thanksgiving Day itself. Like most Pilgrims, she prefers to have guests over, and it doesn't really matter whom, as long as they smile a lot and compliment her excellent cooking. "No, the turkey isn't dry at all" is her favorite compliment. But she's also a sucker for "This pie crust is, like, soooooooo buttery." So I was telling her how maybe it should just be us this year -- the core tribe -- rather than the granfalloon of acquaintances we usually assemble for Thanksgiving. Our friends Bill and Nancy, who usually join us, are headed for Maui anyway, and our friends the Greens, who usually decline, are maybe coming over, maybe not -- the wife has to talk to Debbie, after which things will still not be completely resolved. It's all very confusing and makes table settings a total pain. I remind her how I'm not particularly good with guests anyway. I don't offer them chairs and forget to give them drinks. Arriving at our house is sort of like a visit to the pitcher's mound. After a minute, everyone is kicking at the dirt, not knowing what to say. "I never noticed that," she says. "He's bad, Mom, trust me," says the little guy, who has seen only the last six Thanksgivings. I've had worse. Here's what it's like when I make idle chitchat with guests. "Nice day," I say. "Sure is," they answer, after which I just stand rigid for about five minutes, arms at my sides, till my wife brings me a glass of wine, at which point I launch into: "How about those Lakers?" and the entire process starts all over again -- rigid silence, broken by a little booze. Often, our Thanksgiving guests flee before dinner, which is odd on a holiday that revolves around the feast itself. But it leaves way more dark meat for me. We usually manage to have the very same turkey again for Christmas. So yeah, I wish every day were Thanksgiving -- who doesn't? Despite my awkwardness, my hesitation, my lack of social graces, I like that our little villa in the hills is a rallying point around the holidays. I like the way the kitchen windows steam up. I like the thump-boom of the oven door. Mostly, I like how we often take in stragglers. This year's most-honored guest is likely to be the little girl herself, who arrives home from college today. When she lived here for 18 years, nobody paid much attention to her, but now that she is away at school, our youngest daughter has attained an other-worldly status usually reserved for baby angels or reality show stars. Of course, most likely she'll walk in, dump her bags, say, "Bye, Mom!" then bolt out the door to go have coffee with her beautiful and chatty friends. Sometimes that's enough, though. My Pilgrim will glow like a candle to have her baby angels all home. For that -- and for packed houses everywhere -- we give thanks. *****************************************************************************************************************************************************************
And finally, from the 'What was he thinking' File!!
In an apparently cold-blooded attempt at smuggling, a Lomita man was arrested at Los Angeles International Airport this week with more than a dozen wriggling lizards strapped to his chest. Michael Plank, 40, was detained by U.S. Customs agents after they discovered 15 live lizards stuffed into his money belt, officials with the U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service said Friday.
Plank was returning from Australia on Tuesday when agents found two geckos, 11 skinks and two monitor lizards in his possession. Australian reptiles are strictly regulated, and Plank didn’t have a required export permit, officials said. The lizards are valued at $8,500. Smuggling wildlife into the U.S. is a felony punishable by a $250,000 fine and up to 20 years in prison. Plank has been released on a $10,000 bond and will be arraigned Dec. 21 in a Los Angeles federal court, authorities said. Only in L.A.!!!! LOL!
I hope you are having a great Autumn weekend! 19 novembre My Turn
It’s Baxter. The shy one with the short legs. The one that Buzz picks on!! But he’s my best friend… Bonnie is a pain in the a**l gland! They tease me alot ‘cause I like to sleep so much. When dad gets up I crawl under those warm blankets and sleep until I’m good and ready to make my appearance. Of course, I never miss breakfast before I do that. But I always find time to blog!!! Now, as for that ‘ball’ thing, I don’t know why they ever bother buying me one ‘cause Bonnie always ends up with all three of them. Even if she’s outside, if I pick one up she seems to know. She runs in, bowls me over and takes it away! And when dad gives us pig ears he puts me on his lap to keep her away. Females!!!! And to make matters worse, dad clipped my claws…. my last line of defense, but he got tired of me drawing blood from his arms. I love my humans except when they dress me up, like this! At least Bonnie gets something pretty.. Disgusting!!!! Remember Burt, my tortoise friend?? I haven’t seen in a long time. I think he’s sleeping, like I love to do, but dad says they only do that in the winter. I hope he’s not under the house again. Uh oh!! Bonnie is giving me a mean look so I gotta go! As dad would say… Yall take care!! Baxter 16 novembre Don’t Listen to Bonnie!
This is Buzz, the handsome dog…See? Baxter and I don’t give a bark what she eats. She never shares anyway but I had to laugh when I saw her losing it on the rug! Poor Dad!! It was 6:00 am and he almost added to it! Besides, I’ve seen her eat her own poo!! Ewwww!! How could she? She thinks she’s so tough, chasing cats, rabbits and squirrels but show her a cricket and she hides! What’s with that? Anyhow, ‘The Ball’!! Dad brought home one for each of us (I still don’t understand how he can leave and yet always find his way back here!), and Bonnie took all three of them and wouldn’t share. I finally got one of them but poor Baxter never got a whiff of one. Maybe he’s the smart one because she slobbers on them. But all in all, we are good friends and do our best to protect the house. Teamwork!!! Well, most of us do… Well, Dad wants to use the Innertube or whatever it’s called and my nose has made a mess of his keyboard. I wish I could type without having to use my nose. I think I’ll take a nap. Bye for now! Woof!! Woof!! 14 novembre It’s Bonnie Again!
The nice dog. These guys I live with are %&*$#*@ morons!! And as for mom, I put up with her. Last night she left out almost a full bag of Peanut M&M’s and of course girls, you know how much we love chocolate!! But I think I ate WAY too much!! I barfed on the carpet (I never do it on the tile floor) and when Dad came out at 6:30 am he was slapping his forehead for some reason. I guess he was proud of me! Anyhow, my friends, I’m OK!! I didn’t have time to digest before I puked! Dad thought it was baked beans! But he found out fast that it wasn’t!! I have to hide the empty bag better next time. Keep them guessing!! It’s my new best friend!! My brothers are on their own. I have two of these balls and DON’T like to share! I’m the princess so they are MINE!! Dad took me on a walk today and of course, the ball went with me. Even when I’m napping, it stays close. Now if only Dad would &*%$#+@ open the new bag of Pig Ears. It better happen soon or next time I’ll vomit on his pillow!!! Won’t be the first time! Those guys who mow MY yard are coming today so I need to rest up. Ankle biting is hard work! Well Dad’s friends, until next time, have a good weekend! Arf! Arf! 13 novembre For Mars Rover ‘Spirit, it’s Do or Die This Time
I’ve always been fascinated reading stories about the Mars Rovers, Spirit and Opportunity. They were only expected to survive for 90 days but it has been close to 6 years since they landed on the Red Planet. Amazing that they are ‘driven’ by Rover operators from the Jet Propulsion Lab in California. If only MSN could do this well! But now, Spirit is in big trouble. NASA scientists said Thursday that they had come up with a plan to free the stalled rover Spirit from its Martian sand trap but also warned that the plan might not work. If it doesn't, the popular robot could finally reach its end.
*************************************************************************************** I have kept my mouth shut about the Fort Hood murders however I do have a few things to say. It is indeed troubling that despite the post- 9/11 efforts to create interagency task forces to improve intelligence-sharing, communication lapses continue -- including those that may have led to the tragic massacre at Ft. Hood, Texas. U.S. intelligence officials? I wish you all a fine weekend!! 11 novembre Veterans Day – 90th Anniversary
I’m a Veteran of two tours of duty in Vietnam but do not honor me. It is the Veterans of WWII that truly need to be honored and remembered. So fly your flags and buy your poppies but most of all, remember. It's always a rough day for me. I lost alot of good friends. I read this today and wanted to share it with you. WWII Museum: The number of WWII veterans is dwindlingWilliam P. Rutledge Member, Board of Trustees, the National World War II Museum, New Orleans, Louisiana Today, Nov. 11, commemorates the 90th anniversary of Veterans Day in America. I encourage all Californians to seek out and thank a veteran for their service to our country, especially those who fought in World War II like my friend, Ollie Thomas, who was a tank commander with Patton's Third Army. For these men and women, this day grows only more poignant with each passing year because those who fought that war for us are leaving us. As a member of the Board of Trustees of The National World War II Museum in New Orleans, I attended the opening of its new expansion last week. Though the event was celebratory, I left with some sobering statistics that illustrate the urgency of cementing the legacy of our World War II veterans while they are still with us. In 2000, there were 555,974, WWII veterans in California, according to U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs. There are now 213,118. Ten years from now, just 30,370 will be alive. Across the nation, we lose 900 WWII veterans a day. It is urgent that we honor these heroes now, while there is time. Strangely, given the scope, magnitude and importance of World War II, America had been woefully late in acknowledging a debt we can never repay to those who defended the liberty we take for granted. That is why completing The National World War II Museum is so important. In 2003, Congress designated the institution as the nation's World War II museum, preserving the legacy and telling the story of the "Greatest Generation." It holds their memories and is a monument to their valor, but it's also a place where all Americans can come to learn the important lessons of World War II for all generations: freedom is not free. The National World War II Museum tells the story in the words and voices of those who fought the war and faced its horrors. To visit it is to remember the lesson that peace without the resolve to defend freedom only brings blood, sweat, toil and tears. Its artifacts – aircraft, landing craft and personal accounts – link us to the young Americans who fought in WWII. They purchased for us a precious birthright we can't take for granted. And while reminding visitors of the sacrifices we made then, the National World War II Museum also symbolizes renewal. As it grows into its new campus in downtown New Orleans, the museum is helping with that city's post-hurricane recovery and becoming an anchor for a reviving city. As we observe this special day of remembrance and thanks, it is my hope that the nation recognizes the sacrifice of the "Greatest Generation" to the preservation of this country's founding principles and the strength of the American spirit. Again, I encourage you to seek out a World War II veteran and say "thank you." It might be the last chance you'll get to meet a genuine hero.
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