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Special Forces, I was in an EM (Enlisted Mans) club with a group of soldiers that had recently returned from Viet Nam. I did not go. In the discussion a First Sergeant asked the men if they knew the most revered word in the United States Military. The men knew. Simultaneously the men raised their voices and said “MEDIC”.
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THE BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC
by BILL MCCLELLAN
The Spirit of America Medical Personnel “Let the Hero Born of Women, crush the Serpent with its heel.” I want to raise your Spirits by recognizing the finest of who we are. The Civil War Was the deadliest in our history leaving 700,000 dead. From the ashes of this horror Julia Ward Howe, using the music from “John Browns Body” composed a Hymn which to this day inspires men and women in battle. It is a Hymn that demonstrates greatness in the finest way that can be. It has a religious bent yet it has words and phrases and rhythm that inspire the very finest in our hearts and souls. Wherever you see a reference to God, (or His) please also apply “AMERICA” and our civilian soldiers today “MEDICAL PERSONNEL”. If you are not religious think of the two latter. If you do this attentively the Spirit of America will emerge. Hold it close and dear as this spirit is the true value of humankind. I want you to read slowly in a way that you are most attentive and absorb and feel what it is like to be in the Medical profession today. What it is like to be on the battlefield. To be in grave danger, trying to survive and at the same time protect your fellow man. To show with deed the truth of this land of Human Hope, the home of the American Spirit”. Feel your country. Feel the greatness that is there when we are needed by our land and move together with the hallowed greatness of America. One time at a place called Smoke Bomb Hill at Fort Bragg, N.C., the home of the
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“Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps, His day is marching on. I have read His fiery gospel writ in rows of burnished steel! “As ye deal with my condemners, so with you My grace shall deal! Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel, “ Since God is marching on. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat; Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him; be jubilant, my feet! Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me; As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free! While God is marching on.” Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. Whenever you see a Doctor or a Nurse or a room cleaner or anyone of their support staff; say Thank You…and think to yourself “His truth is marching on”. Remember who we are and be proud and shiver with inspiration. Walking tall, brave, caring, loving, with compassion, firmly believing in the equality of all, in equal justice for all and the very best that has taken place in the human heart since our beginning. No profession exemplifies this as does the Medical Profession. “E pluribus unum” All for One, One for All. When you seek Medical help, that is where you are, in the bosom of the American heart at her finest never tarnished since our founding. They set the example that reminds us of who we really are.
