Dear Legion Family,

Hope y’all are done with Christmas shopping/clicking..  Five more days…  Merry Christmas to all!

 IMPORTANT REMINDER:  Membership dues must be recv’d ASAP to allow for new Membership cards to be processed for 2018.  2018 Membership cards are required to be shown at the Post effective 01-Jan-2018.  Please send in your dues to your respective Membership Chairs soonest.  THANKS.

Year-end Gift/Donation idea:  Support the Post#239 Centennial Capital Improvement Campaign by buying a Veterans Tribute Brick Paver (any and all Veterans can be honored!):

 

Reminders for this next week:

  • Monday, Dec. 25th.  Post is Closed.  Merry Christmas!
  • Wed. Dec. 27th, 1700-2130 hrs.  Syracuse CRUNCH Hockey Night
  • Friday. Dec. 29th.  Fish Fry, 5-8pm.  Eat-in or Take-out.  Call Post (685-7614) for reservations/orders.

 Military Humor:

Sick Call Update:  [If you know of Legion Family members to be added/updated, please send info via reply to this email.  Thanks].

Please continue to join us in thoughts and prayers for:

  • Lynda Welch (Sheri’s Mom).  Lynda had cancer previously; now the cancer has returned in her spine.  As a result of her Oncologist appointment today, she learned that she has metastasized breast cancer and must start radiation treatment immediately for comfort.  Lynda next has to decide if she wants to fight the cancer with aggressive chemotherapy, or only accept comfort care.  They are all obviously stunned by the news and will surely appreciate your thoughts and prayers.
  • Scott Piwinski.  Recovering from successful throat cancer surgery. First round of radiation & chemo therapy has been completed and he is resting well & in good spirits.
  • Sig Wuerslin.  Having some breathing problems and is now on oxygen and limited to in-home duty station for now.

 

Upcoming Events:

  • Wed. Dec. 27th, 1700-2130 hrs.  Syracuse CRUNCH Hockey Night – Free Admission thanks to the CRUNCH honoring our Vets.   We’ll be taking seniors via the Laker Limo. The rest of us will car-pool as needed.  Meet at the Legion 5pm for pizza/salad dinner. We’ll leave by 6pm for the 7pm game at the War Memorial.  Call Dick Pitman (c: 440-6729) or Eric Amberge (c: 585-615-2137) to sign-up no later than Sat. Dec. 23rd.  hockey, Hockey, HOCKEY!!!
  • Friday. Dec. 29th.  Fish Fry, 5-8pm.  Eat-in or Take-out.  Call Post for reservations/orders.
  • Sat. Jan. 6th, ELVIS Night sponsored by the Ladies AUX.  More info to follow
  • Tues, Jan 19th, Legionnaires/EXCOMM Mtg, 1900 hrs.
  • Sun. Jan. 21stFamily Pasta Dinner Night – hosted by the Legionnaires. 6-8pm.  More info to follow.
  • Tues, Jan. 23rdLegion Corporation Board of Directors Mtg, 7pm
  • Sat. Jan 27th.  6-8pm, SAL Prime Rib Topsy.  More info to follow.

 

Remembrance: 

  • WW-I. This week in 1914, the world saw the Christmas spirit manifest itself in the most unlikely of places – a World War I battlefield. Starting on the evening of December 24, scores of German, British and French troops in Belgium laid down their arms and initiated a spontaneous holiday ceasefire. The truce was reportedly instigated by the Germans, who decorated their trenches with Christmas trees and candles and began singing carols like “Silent Night.” British troops responded with their own rendition of “The First Noel,” and the weary combatants eventually ventured into “no man’s land”—the treacherous, bombed-out space that separated the trenches—to greet one another and shake hands.  According to accounts from the men involved, the soldiers shared cigarettes and pulls of whiskey, and some exchanged Christmas presents with men they had been shooting at only hours before. Taking advantage of the brief lull in combat, some Scottish, English and German troops even played a pick-up game of soccer on the frozen battlefield. The truce was not sanctioned by the officers on either side, and eventually the men were called back to their respective trenches to resume fighting. Later attempts at holiday meetings were mostly forbidden, but as the war dragged on the “Christmas Truce” would stand as a remarkable example of shared humanity and brotherhood on the battlefield.

And finally.. A Poem to Honor to those who are downrange defending us this Christmas (thanks for passing this to me Frank):

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE,     IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE.        I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,     AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.        I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,     NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE.        NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,    ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.        WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,     A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND.        FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,   I’D  FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, NOW I COULD SEE CLEARLY.        THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE,     CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM “HOME.”        THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,    NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES SOLDIER.        WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I’D JUST READ?     CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED?        I REALIZED ALL FAMILIES I VISITED THIS NIGHT,   OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS  WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.        SOON ROUND THE WORLD, THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,   AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.        THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,     BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.        I COULDN’T HELP WONDER HOW MANY LAY ALONE,     ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.        THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE,   I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY.        THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,    “SANTA DON’T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;        I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, I DON’T ASK FOR MORE,    MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS.”        THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,     I COULDN’T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP.        I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS, SO SILENT AND STILL   AND WE BOTH SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHT’S CHILL.        I DIDN’T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,   THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR SO WILLING TO FIGHT.        THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER, WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,    WHISPERED, “CARRY ON SANTA, IT’S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE.”        ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH, AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.   “MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT.”

 

For God & Country,

Eric