From this day to the ending of the world,But we in it shall be rememberèd—We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;For he to-day that sheds his blood with meShall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,This day shall gentle his condition;And gentlemen in England now a-bedShall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaksThat fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day. Admiral William McRaven was not a-bed. Sea Stories: My Life in Special Operations … [Read more...] about Remembering to the Ending of the World
Measuring out my life with coffee spoons ...and books
