Heroism doesn't have an age limit, nor is it necessarily accompanied by all the camouflage and geegaws. It's an unthinking action, what comes out of
your heart and into your actions when the time comes and you're called upon.
Anyone is subject to it, but few arise.
I may not be one myself, but I know hero when I see one. The detractors who minimize his actions and make excuses for the scumbag that killed him can
all kiss my ass.
I figure there's not enough cigs and beers to kill me...though I'm hoping. If I ever live to be eighty something, just shoot me if I end up in a place
like that..but other than that, I'm fine And if I ever see eyes looking into mine, asking me, "take me home", I want to run like a coward. I am not
that strong..but I will swallow the fear and fake it...like I always do. This is why I drink beer and hang on ATS...
edit on 5-5-2014 by queenofsheba because: cuz I said so
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