Santa's Little Helpers

First, let me say, this is not my son. He's everyone's son, really. The picture came with an email of a poem, similar to one I have previously posted. But as Christmas approaches - I wanted anyone who actully reads this blog to think about our service men and woman who protect us

day and night. It's cold in Afganistan right now. You may not agree with the war, but take a minute to thank those who serve that you can object to the war, our president, etc freely without risk of being stoned to death, imprisoned or worse.