PATRIOT'S PRIMER  -  American Basics





Love of Country,

American Praise words from Great Men & Women

"...its soul, its climate, its equality, liberty laws, people, and manners.
My God! how little do my countrymen know what precious blessing they are
in possession of, and which no other people on earth enjoy!"
-Thomas Jefferson 


"All I can hope to teach my son is to tell the truth and fear no man...
The only thing that counts is the right to know, to speak, to think...
that ,and the sanctity of the courts. 
Otherwise it's not America"
-Edward R. Morrow 


"...when shall all men's good
Be each man's rule, 
And universal peace
Be like a shaft of light
Across the land"
-Alfred Lord Tennyson 


"God grant, that not only the love of liberty
but a thorough knowledge of the Rights of Man,
may pervade all the nations of Earth,
so that a philosopher may set his foot anywhere on its surface,
and say, "this is my country."
-Benjamin Franklin 


"He shall judge between the nations,
and shall decide for many peoples;
and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, 
and their spears into pruning hooks; 
nation shall not lift up sword against nation,
neither shall they learn war any more.
-William Makepeace Thakeray, and the Bible 


"The Constitution was not perfect when it was framed.
It is not perfect today.
Our Constitution, even our Bill of Rights,
Provides no set formula that fits all peoples around the world. 
But they do offer an inspiring example
of ageless ideals realized and made to work,
with the eternal messsage that men and women everywhere
were intended to be free to shape their own destinies." unknown. 





    •    Main Entry: pa¬…tri¬…ot
    •    Pronunciation: 'pA-trE-&t, -"ˆ§t, chiefly British 'pa-trE-&t
    •    Function: noun
    •    Etymology: Middle French patriote compatriot, from Late Latin patriota,
    •    from Greek patriOtEs, from patria lineage, from patr-, patEr father
    •    Date: 1605
    •    one who loves his or her country and supports its authority and interests  
    •    one of a certain country
    •    one who supports his country
    •    one who acts in an heroic manner for his country, as leader or follower

A Splendid Torch

This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.

I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community, and as long as I live it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can.

I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake.

Life is no "brief candle" for me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for the moment,

and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations.

George Bernard Shaw
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"The Deck Of Cards" 

The media  in 2003 was  full of stories about the Most-wanted Iraqis card deck
and here a quote from CNN online: 

"U.S. Central Command announced April 11 it was distributing decks
of playing cards picturing what it called its "most-wanted" Iraqi leaders. 
U.S. Army Brig. Gen. Vincent Brooks, Central Command spokesman, said
the cards were given to troops in the field "to ease identification" 
when asking Iraqis about the fugitives. 
Each card lists an Iraqi leader's name and former title, 
and -- if available -- their picture." 

I applaud the gimmick, and it will help.



But then memory jarred me :   The spirit in it is"totally G.I.Joe".   Am I the only one who  remembered another "The Deck Of Cards", from WWII. ?

My Father counted the recording of the song/reading among those in his collection.....Vaughn Monroe  ? Frankie Lane?   who recited/sang it? It was a hit.
I learned it but forgot it after all these years.
But I remember its message well enough to paraphrase it here: 

The chaplain stopped halfway up the aisle of the makeshift battlefield chapel, 
and stared at one of the worshippers. "Son, he said, you are flipping through
a deck of cards in church. This is not really the place for card-playing. 

"Father", said the soldier, "I was hoping you'd notice. And began:

"The field chaplain at the battlefield I just came from, gathered us during a lull in the battle. 
We did not know how we were to do a prayer service, since the Bibles had been
damaged in the fighting.

But the field chaplain asked to borrow someone's
deck of cards. He gathered us around him, and began. He browsed through the
deck, spreading the cards before us: 

" The Ace of Hearts is God the Holy Spirit, who is with us always,

The King is God the Father

The Jack of Hearts is our Jesus;

the Queen His Blessed Mother, 
and so on...

then he went on to talk about the numbers 1-10 symbolizing the
Ten Commandments, and how

the Four Suits stood four the Evangelists, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John;

the number seven cards were the seven sacraments ,

the number three cards symbolized the Holy Trinity,and so on..." 

The recording in my Father's collection continued for a full 3+ minutes, 
with the Vaughn Monroe-ish voice respectfully reciting and a single organ
playing simple sacred chords in the background.

Again, I don 't remember most of the words and the quote, above, is a paraphrase.

As a girl it opened my mind to the concept that all roads lead to God and God is everywhere, not just in my church or catechism.


And I never forgot it. This paragraph is a data request. If you know of this recording or its lyrics cited accurately, I would like to add it here." 

One final "The Deck Of Cards" came to mind ...   The current team in the White House - may that deck snap SO well that ......



From the Betsy Ross House Web Site Guest Book 


OUR FLAG    by kathryn granger smith 

colors of red white and blue
how my heart skips a beat
when my eye gazes at you
as i see men carrying you high
my mind dwells on thoughts of you in days gone by. 
my mind's eye sees you carried forth in foreign lands. 
and my brothers and sisters fighting for what you stand. 
i see the shores of france and germany and the countless souls who fought to keep
our country free. i see the shores of japan and the shores of the philippines in
world war ii and the shores of other countries that were touched upon too. i see
the conflict of korea and vietnam, too and i watched in mind's eye the men who
carried you through blood-torn fields and stars of glory too. i watched the men
who placed you on the moon, hoping they would return home soon. all those men who
carried you straight and tall and all who died and fought for the freedom of us
all. when i see others spit and burn, i realize they could never concern
themselves with love of god, country and flag. when in the dust they let you fade
and drag. but when they burn stars and stripes of red, white and blue, and stand
up before all and declare their right to do. my heart becomes inflamed and in my
heart and soul i feel the shame. how dare they do this to you, oh silent one of
glory, the grand old red, white and blue. but no matter how hard they try, they
can never destroy the ideals for which you stand. the love of god and country and
freedom for all of man! 

my poem my trhoughts my feelings about the flag of our great country.

always honor her: many fought and gave their lives for what she stands for.

kathryn granger smith, delphos ohio u.s.a. Amercia [07-04-2000] 


It most certainly began with Front Porch Sundays at my Paternal Grandparents' home in Fairfield, Connecticut.   It is easy to describe - any grand Irish-American movie tells the story - goodness, patriotism, passion for good work and great love!  So much so , that when my Father died, I wrote "The Saga of A Little Whitehouse"  to share some of it as well as possible in quicktime for the wake.     Little Miss Memorial Day, blythe spirit, firstborn of idealists, gifted and talented, my life had been Arts and caregiving, but always an occasional rescue, and teaching flag-folding to our son's cub scout troop was ME -  there was a sense that it would get challenging, through some of it, before it was done. Years later, I realized that "halcyon days" and "special and good insights" were sometimes a delightful burden; the driive to share their gifts well. My siblings, younger brother and sister, are happy matches and friends I am proud to know.

My late husband's family were very wealthy and diplomats before the crash of'29, and his Father had been a Federal Agent for the Treasury Department,  a brother-in-law broke his promise to his Mother, and became a Federal Agent, too.  I mention this because of the passionate way we all have about our Country. We've been quieter since the time for the funerals came, but now they are passing and so these golden days to do a thing before it's our turn to say goodbye.

Just being a good citizen when things found me, I ended up with a list of things to share in  "Accidental Activist"  - and I am not alone.  Many in my family like helping to support Freedom and human rights issues that find them .

The famous  "No one is free till ALL are free".  And "Freedom is not free."  are most clearly understood.

And in America that means Civil Rights and any Patriotic page representative of my generation must include comment on the Civil Rights Movement:   from "almost a namesake", Eleanora Fagan, a.k.a. Billy Holiday's "Strange Fruit" to Colin Powell, Condolezza Rice, and Martha Stewart's followup, B.Smith......we've com along well , this generation in American Racial integration Moments...and recent commeration of    The "Little Rock Nine - Then and Now
September 1957-the story timeline, and what a different world for all involved, a generation later.

The Story of Ms.McCarty show it goes on and gets better because the loving spirit of the people involved goes on, and always will.
Afghanistan, per CIA