Well-written thoughts 1 - The Monday Morning Memo

“We find ourselves borne along on the flowing river of Time and the ever-coming thought is, whither?“

– Francis William Upham,
(1894) The First Words From God

“The shadows are lengthening for me. The twilight is here. My days of old have vanished, tone and tint. They have gone glimmering through the dreams of things that were. Their memory is one of wondrous beauty, watered by tears, and coaxed and caressed by the smiles of yesterday. I listen vainly, but with thirsty ears, for the witching melody of faint bugles blowing reveille, of far drums beating the long roll. In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the battlefield. But in the evening of my memory, always I come back to West Point. Always there echoes and re-echoes: Duty, Honor, Country. Today marks my final roll call with you, but I want you to know that when I cross the river my last conscious thoughts will be of The Corps, and The Corps, and The Corps. I bid you farewell.”

- General Douglas MacArthur, to the cadets at West Point in 1962, shortly before he died.

“We find ourselves borne along on the flowing river of Time and the ever-coming thought is, whither?“

– Francis William Upham,
(1894) The First Words From God

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“We find ourselves borne along on the flowing river of Time and the ever-coming thought is, whither?“

– Francis William Upham, (1894) The First Words From God

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– Francis William Upham,
(1894) The First Words From God