• Veterans Day
     
     
    2013 VETERANS DAY CEREMONY
    "Honoring All Who Serve"
     
    If you are a veteran and would like to join us in celebrating the 59th anniversary of Veterans Day, please
    • CLICK on and complete the On-Line Form for Veterans Attending

    OR

    • CLICK on the following link to download and print the registration form. Complete the bottom portion and return it to the Sandburg school office or your child"s social studies teacher by Friday, November 1st.
    ON-LINE FORM for VETERANS ATTENDING
     
     
    VETERANS LETTER for VETERANS DAY and FORM
     
     
    We would appreciate it if all veterans in attendance would wear military attire (hats, pins, jackets, etc.) We look forward to celebrating this special event with you and your families.
    Sean and Ethan Simons
    If you have a picture of a veteran or member of the armed services in your family and would like to have it included in our visual display during the ceremony, please make a copy or scan of the photo and bring it to school by Nov. 1st. Photos should not be larger than 8 x 10. Scanned images may be sent via email to Mr. Steve Simons (ssimons@neshaminy.org).
     
     
    In honor of all those who have served our country in the armed services, please check out
    the video "Remember Me"
    and the poem "Freedom Is Not Free".
     
     
     

     
     
     
    Freedom Isn
     
    FREEDOM IS NOT FREE

    I watched the flag pass by one day.
    It fluttered in the breeze
    A young soldier saluted it, and then
    He stood at ease.
    I looked at him in uniform
    So young, so tall, so proud
    With hair cut square and eyes alert
    He"d stand out in any crowd.
    I thought how many men like him
    Had fallen through the years.
    How many died on foreign soil?
    How many mothers" tears?
    How many Pilots" planes shot down?
    How many foxholes were soldiers" graves?
    No Freedom is not free
    I heard the sound of taps one night,
    When everything was still.
    I listened to the bugler play
    And felt a sudden chill.
    I wondered just how many times
    That taps had meant "Amen"
    When a flag had draped a coffin of a brother or a friend.
    I thought of all the children,
    Of the mothers and the wives,
    Of fathers, sons and husbands
    With interrupted lives.
    I thought about a graveyard At the bottom of the sea
    Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
    No Freedom isn"t free!

    Copyright 1981
    Kelly Strong