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From: Anthony Cerreta
To: JUNE CERRETA
Ok I was confused, I thought it was cancelled since the party got moved to Sat, but since that is near the airport we can shoot right over. I think we're planning on just getting a rental car to make things easier on everyone. After flying 6 hours through the night and losing 3 more to arrive at 6am, I'm worried how long we will make it before passing out that night, though!
On Tuesday, December 17, 2013, JUNE CERRETA wrote:
HI TONY! HERE IS THE ADDRESSES OF
CLEVELAND HOPKINS AIRPORT AND ZION UCC CHURCH,, WHERE MY MTG IS HELD SAT 28TH,
10 AM. YOU COULD COME STRAIGHT THERE, OR I COULD MEET YOU AT THE TRUCK
STOP OFF THE I-77 PORTAGE EXIT AND GUIDE YOU THERE. LET ME
ALSO, WHAT KIND OF TOYS IS WYATT INTO—–TRUCKS,
MTG—-415 E MAIN ST, NORTH CANTON, OH
CLEVELAND HOPKINS AIRPORT—–5300 RIVERSIDE DR.,
CLEVELAND, OH 44135
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From: JUNE CERRETA
Subject: Fw: Fw: Fwd: A Different Christmas Poem
A different Christmas Poem
Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed
softly, and in their dim light,
round the room and I cherished the
My wife was asleep, her head on
My daughter beside me, angelic
Outside the snow fell, a
blanket of white,
Transforming the yard
to a winter delight.
lights in the tree I believe,
the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were
heavy, my breathing was deep,
surrounded by love I would sleep.
perfect contentment, or so it would
So slumbered I, perhaps I started
The sound wasn't loud,
and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my
eyes when it tickled my ear.
a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the
My soul gave a
tremble, I struggled to hear,
crept to the door just to see who was near.
in the cold and the dark of the night,
lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I
puzzled, some twenty years old,
a Trooper, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he
looked up and smiled,
over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you
doing?" I asked without fear,
this moment. It's freezing out here!
Put down your
pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a
moment I saw his eyes shift,
the cold and the snow blown in drifts.
To the window
that danced with a warm fire's light
sighed and he said, "It's really all
I'm out here by choice. I'm here
duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to
ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to
stand here like my fathers before me.
Gramps died in Europe on a day in
Then he said,
"That's a Christmas 'Gram always
I've not seen
my own son in more than a while,
wife sends me pictures. He's sure got her smile.
bent and he carefully pulled from his
The red, white, and Blue American
I can live through the cold and
the being alone,
Away from my family, my
house and my home.
I can stand at my
post through the rain and the sleet,
can sleep in a foxhole with little to
I can carry the weight of killing
Or lay down my life with my
sister and brother.
Who stand at the
front against any and all,
To ensure for
all time that this flag will not fall."
back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
family is waiting and I'll be all
"But isn't there something I can
do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked,
"or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too
little for all that you've done,
away from your wife and your son."
eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our
rights back at home while we're gone,
stand your own watch, no matter how
For when we come home, either
standing or dead,
To know you remember we
fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and
with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as
you mattered to us."
Would you do me the kind favour of sending this to as
many people as you can?
Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due
service men and women for our being able to celebrate these
Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of
what we owe.
Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and
dead, who sacrificed
themselves for us.
Hey grandma!! It was great to talk to you on your birthday!
If you don't mind me asking, what year were you born again? I love you so much
and am always (always) so proud of my grandma. :) Sorry this took me so long to send to you but I wanted to make sure I got I got the list just right (and super busy week)!
So it looks like fate and ticket prices worked out to get us
in Ohio from the Fri 27th-Thrs 2nd. I made sure to carve out that first
weekend pretty much for you though! We
arrive that morning around 7-8 and thinking we can meet you at your
meeting if you think it’d be ok to bring Wyatt, or we can just kind of hang
around and meet you at the end. Maybe I can pop in for a couple parts,
especially if you’re going to be speaking. Otherwise, that was the cheapest
option, which also works out to be the best way for me to maximize my vacation
Feeling loved, especially by those I love the most
Spending quality time with friends and family
When I discover and mix new music (that first time you hear
your new favorite song)
Receiving compliments or a sincere thank you
When I accomplish goals and am motivated to set new ones
When I first think or do something my friends or colleagues cannot or
when I win a competition
When I get lucky or things go my way unexpectedly
When I pay my bills on time with money to spare that next
day – (the first day it still sucks to part with that money, ha)
When I sincerely remember my blessings and give thanks to
When I focus on what makes me happy
LOVE YOU GRANDMA! BREAK A LEG SATURDAY (FIGURATIVELY).
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