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I Aim ills Awieniesn Qeiller Here my voice, America! Though I speak through the mist of 200 years, my shout for freedom will echo through Iiberty's halls for many centuries to come. Hear me speak, for my words are of truth and justice, and the rights of man. For those ideals I have spilled my blood upon the world's troubled waters. Listen well, for my time is etemal - yours is but a moment. I am the spirit of heroes past and future. I am the American Sailor. I was bom upon the icy shores at Plymouth, rocked upon the waves of the Atlantic, and nursed in the wildemess of Virginia. I cut my teeth on New England oodfish, and I was clothed in southem cotton. I built muscle at the halyards of New Bedford whalers, and I gained my sea legs high atop mizzen of Yankee clipper ships. Yes, I am the American Sailor, one of the greatest seaman the world has ever known. The sea is my home and my words are tempered by the sound of paddle wheels on the Mississippi and the song of whales olf GreenIand's barren shore. My eyes have grown dim from the glare of sunshine on blue water, and my heart is full of star-strewn nights under the Southem Cross. My hands are raw from winter storms while sailing down round the Hom, and they are blistered from the heat of cannon broadside while defending our nation. I am the American Sailor, and I have seen the sunset of a thousand distant, lonely lands. I am the American Sailor. It was I who stood tall beside John Paul Jones as he shouted, I have not yet begun to fight! I fought upon the Lake Erie with Perry, and I road with Stephen Decatur into Tripoli harbor to bum Philadelphia. I met Guerroere aboard Constitution, and I was lashed to the mast with Admiral Farragut at Mobile Bay. I have heard the clang of Confederate shot against the sides of Monitor. I have suffered the cold with Peary at the North Pole, and I responded when Dewey said, You may -fire when ready Gridley, at Manila Bay. It was I who transported supplies through submarine infested waters when our soIdier's were called over there. I was there as Admiral Byrd crossed the South Pole. It was I who went down with the Arizona at Pearl Harbor, who supported our troops at lnchon, and patrolled dark deadly waters of the Mekong Delta. I am the American Sailor and I wear many faces. I am the pilot soaring across God's blue canopy and I am a Seabee atop a dusty bulldozer in the South Pacific. I am the corpsman nursing the wounded in the jungle, and I am a torpedo man in the Nautilus deep beneath the North Pole. I am hard and I am strong. But it was my eyes that filled with tears when my brother went down with the Thresher, and it was my heart that rejoiced when Commander Shepherd rocketed into orbit above the earth. It was I who saved the Stark and the Samuel B. Roberts inthe mine infested waters of the Persian. It was I who pulled my brothers from the smoke filled compartments of the Bonefish and wept when my shipmates died on the Iowa and White Plains. When called again, I was there, on the tip of the spear for Operations Desert Shield and Desert Storm. I am the American Sailor. I am woman, I am man, I am white and black, yellow, red and brown. I am Jew, Muslim, Christian and Buddhist. I am Irish, Filipino, African, French, Chinese, and Indian. And my standard is the outstretched hand of Liberty. Today, I serve around the world, on land, in air, on and under the sea. I senre proudly, at peace once again, but with the fervent prayer that I need not be called again. Tell your children of me. Tell them of my sacrifice, and how my spirit soars above their country. I have spread the mantle of my nation over the ocean and I will guard her forever. I am heritage and yours. I am the American Sailor! Author Unknown - letter found on the steps leading to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier . AMERICAN SAILORXI I