THANK YOU, AMERICAN SOLDIERS.
JACK LONDON…One of my favorite American authors who posthumously had a huge Liberty ship named after him, was loved by soldiers, by citizens here, and universally as the unassailable example of our country’s bold and rugged individualism. Californian, Adventurer, Pirate, Hobo, Gold Miner, War Correspondent, Writer…..
This is from Call of the Wild.
Jack London is writing about LIFE.
“There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.
This ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up and out of himself in a sheet of flame; it comes to the soldier, war-mad in a stricken field and refusing quarter; and it came to Buck, leading the pack, sounding the old wolf-cry, straining after the food that was alive and that fled swiftly before him through the moonlight.”
It doesn’t matter as much how long we live or how well we live as what we do with the life we’ve got. Do it good.