Monday, June 5, 2006

Remembering Ronald Reagan

Ronald Reagan
Ronald Wilson Reagan

"Whatever else history may say about me when I'm gone, I hope it will record that I appealed to your best hopes, not your worst fears; to your confidence rather than your doubts. My dream is that you will travel the road ahead with liberty's lamp guiding your steps and opportunity's arm steadying your way."

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Wow, I can't believe it's already been two years since we lost the greatest president of the 20th century. I'm not one for speechafyin' so I'll keep this brief. I wish Ronald Reagan were still alive and well and able to run for president. We need more people like him in office. He didn't let polls dictate how he ran this country. If he felt it in his heart, he did it. Damn the critics. Bush use to be like that. Reagan was the man that got me interested in politics to begin with, and quite possibly helped me form my Conservative views. A great, great man. After the dark days of Nixon and Carter he made Americans proud to be Americans again. But today isn't about mourning his passing, it's about celebrating his life and legacy. Below are a few of my favorite quotes Mr. Reagan made through out his presidentcy.

It is not my intention to do away with government. It is rather to make it work -- work with us, not over us; stand by our side, not ride on our back. Government can and must provide opportunity, not smother it; foster productivity, not stifle it.

No arsenal or no weapon in the arsenals of the world is so formidable as the will and moral courage of free men and women.

We've done our part. And as I walk off into the city streets, a final word to the men and women of the Reagan revolution, the men and women across America who for 8 years did the work that brought America back. My friends: We did it. We weren't just marking time. We made a difference. We made the city stronger, we made the city freer, and we left her in good hands. All in all, not bad, not bad at all.


I wonder what it's all about, and why
We suffer so, when little things go wrong?
We make our life a struggle,
When life should be a song.

Our troubles break and drench us,
Like spray on the cleaving prow
Of some trim Gloucester schooner
As it dips in a graceful bow.

Our troubles break and drench us
But like that cleaving prow,
The wind will fan and dry us.
And we'll watch some other bow.

But why does sorrow drench us
When our fellow passes on?
He's just exchanged life's dreary dirge
For an eternal life of song.

What is the inborn human trait
That frowns on a life of song?
That makes us weep at the journey's end,
When the journey was oft-times wrong?

Weep when we reach the door
That opens to let us in,
And brings to us eternal peace
As it closes again on sin.

Millions have gone before us,
And millions will come behind.
So why do we curse and fight
At a fate both wise and kind.

We hang onto a jaded life
A life full of sorrow and pain.
A life that warps and breaks us,
And we try to run through it again.

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