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...shared the stifling heat, they listened to the parents of the fallen, they prayed, they sang, they drank thousands of bottles of water, they ate free barbecue and bought fifty cent chocolate covered cupcakes on main street. There was even the odd ecumenical note on a bumper sticker: "God Bless Everyone-no exceptions...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Protest—and Common Ground—in Crawford | 8/29/2005 | See Source »

...place where I grew up. I went to public school, my dad worked in the Little League fields when I was a kid, my parents went to my elementary school concerts, where you stand on the risers, and you're all in your suits and you all sing, "God Bless America." My parents were a part of all of that, and in the community where I grew up, they're not celebrities, they're just Steve and Tabby...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Galley Girl: The Son Also Rises | 7/7/2005 | See Source »

...where he will be ordered to climb into a bomb-laden vehicle or strap on an explosives-filled vest but says he is eager for the moment to come. While he waits, he spends much of his time rehearsing that last prayer. "First I will ask Allah to bless my mission with a high rate of casualties among the Americans," he says, speaking softly in a matter-of-fact monotone, as if dictating a shopping list. "Then I will ask him to purify my soul so I am fit to see him, and I will ask to see my mujahedin...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Inside the Mind of an Iraqi Suicide Bomber | 6/26/2005 | See Source »

...monarchy, which we shed our blood in 1776 to be rid of, will forever remain a mystery to me. This is not to denigrate the civility or the quality of other British cultural institutions for which we have a deep and abiding respect. But after all is said, God bless the Republic. Jerome L. Starr New York City...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters: Dec. 2, 1985 | 6/21/2005 | See Source »

...Dylan Thomas poem "Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night" every night before I go onstage. I know it by heart now. In the last lines I see a tribute to my father, who's still with us: "And you, my father, there on the sad height,/ Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray." --As told to Kate Novack

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Finding My Voice | 6/12/2005 | See Source »

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