Circa 1876

“God Bless America”

Subtitle…..”God Save Miss Kitty”

Matt Dillon and his girlfriend, Sunshine MacGillicutty, were spending Independence Day in Phil, Pa. http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AjwxxIxVAMZP92LsZOzSBhXty6IX?qid=20070703222715AAqNgrV&show=7#profile-info-AA11728993

In his absence, Matt had appointed Festus Haggen as Deputy Marshal. Festus was proud as punch to be left in charge and he made sure that EVERYONE knew he was in charge.

Festus: “Say, Doc?” Doc Adams stopped and turned around….”Oh, Lord! What now?! Are you going to tell me for the 10th time that nothing bad will happen in Dodge, on YOUR watch?!”

Festus:”Why are you such an old scutter, that’s what I’d like to know?!! What I was a’fixin’ to ask you is this…… When do the fireworks start? I need to be there to supervise and to keep vigil.”

Doc:”Keep VIGIL?!! Over WHAT? A few five year olds with their sparklers ??!!” He rubbed his face and started walking away.” I have a question for YOU, little Caesar. When is Matt returning?”

Festus:”Probably on Saturday, you old coot!”

Doc:”Ahhhhhh, Saturday………. (1) I will rejoice!!!!”

Festus: “And between now and when Matthew gets back, nothing bad is going to happen in Dodge …… (3)Not on MY watch!!”

Miss Kitty Russell was going to deliver the Fourth of July speech that evening. Doc and ….well, the WHOLE of town , were a bit worried:

Kitty had developed quite a drinking problem since Matt had left her for Sunshine MacGillicutty. However, since she was the major benefactor of the evening’s events, she grabbed the opportunity to speak.

(2) “My fellow Americans……..” She practiced her speech all day long. Unfortunately, she also DRANK all day long: http://www.flickr.com/photos/47967505@N00/91419970/

By the time she was due on stage, she was soused!! On her way to the dais,she tripped over her boa and fell into Preacher Profitt’s lap:

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In his attempt to disentangle from her, he spilled his lemonade all over his wife:

Laughter broke out as she finally staggered to the stage.

” My fellow Americans. *hic* The reason for tonight’s celebration is quite obvious………Any fool knows THAT.

But………. Can anyone tell me why Matt left me for that nincompoop from Virginia??!! Huh?!” Dead silence.

“HA!! It’s even a mystery to YOU!!!

What on EARTH does he see in her?! I mean….Come on. She’s a show-off, an idiot and , as we ALL know……..A nemphomaniac ….The woman is highly libidious and PERSONALLY……..(6) I think she needs help!!” She turned to Doc…..”Is there a doctor in the house? * hic*

She finally ended her speech :

“And in conclusion, I wish to say, Happy 100th birthday to America and may Sunshine MacGillicutty, that ignorant ****, fall off a cliff ! ”

She turned to the Dodge City Cowboy Band : http://www.flickr.com/photos/37999938@N00/460449227/

“And now, before the boys in the band play a rousing rendition of “The Star Spangled Banner,” I would like to sing,

(5)” God Bless America.”

♫ ” God bless America. Matt Dillon you’re a cad.

Stand beside her. And guide her. Sunshine Mac-Guill-i-cutty is so bad.

From the mountains. To the prairies. I scream in my disMAAAAAAAAAAY.

God bless America. Sun-shine please go aWAAAAAAAAAY.

God bless America. I’m living for that day.♫”.

Nurse Sue screamed “NOT on my watch!” Aides came rushing. “I think she needs help,” one exclaimed. Without further ado the patient was recovered (figuratively and literally). And that “My Fellow Americans,” is a little snippet of the true life of a nurse! “God Bless America!”

I think she (America) needs help. She will not go down, not on my watch. I will rejoice only when i feel that she is safe.

GOD BLESS AMERICA!

***laughter broke out after he walks off the stage with toilet paper on his shoe***

One day during one of the many bombings, I heard a child crying. I looked around and not four yards in front of me was this young girl covered in mud, and she meet my eyes, and I saw the fear she was feeling. I yelled at my comrades,”I think she needs help”. We looked around us for a safe way to reach her.

Through the glum I could see a narrow path going right by her. Sarg. I yelled, I think I can get to her.

The bombing had stopped and all was quite. So I ventured out, every so slowly, as not to attract attention. There were snipers all around and you never knew where they were, until it was to late.

I crawled on my hands and knees untill I was about 3 feet from her. In a whimpering voice I heard her say, ” please”.

On the ground beside her lay a woman, who was hurt very bad. The youn girl looked into my eyes with such saddness and terror, it tore at my heart strings.

My Sargent was right behind me, and together we brought those two inocent people back to our much safer ground.

I thanked the Sargent for helping me, and he said, I would not let a mother and daughter die, if I can help it, not on my watch.

Years later my Sarg. and I, who by now we were best of friends, went back to that country to see how the people were doing.

Ten years had past, and when we went to that small village where we were last; there was a crowd of men,women and children who gathered around us with hand shakes, smiles and laughter broke out.

From the back of the crowd, a young woman with a older woman came up to us and bowed. A jester of reverance from these people. Then the young lady, with perfect English said, “I am the little girl you saved and this is my mother. We wish to thank you and all, my fellow Americans”.

Numa was her name and after the war her father, who was a G.I. soldier, took her and her mother back to America, where she became a teacher. She had just come back to her country of origin to help others.

Her father had passed away, so she decided to go and help others who were less fortunate.

All I can say about this story is that with a little help we can do so much.

I will rejoice, God Bless America.