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    Let's all say a prayer for the people that lost their lives in the recent disaster, as well as for their families.

    God Bless!!

  • #2
    Include the military in every thought and breath, because they will need all your support.


    • #3
      My positive thoughts and energy go out to all affected by this.


      • #4
        My deep respect...

        Not being a citizen of this country, I nevertheless have a deep respect for it, the USA.

        My wife was born here --and our first child. Our daughter was born in Mexico, like me. We've been living in Oregon since 1995. I love history and I've learned a lot about many of the aspects of this country, of its own history, its privileges, and its people.

        It was every bit as challenging as it was offensive for me to see the filthy, stupid, vile attacks against this nation two weeks ago. It affected my family and it affected my soul. It has left an indelible impact in my mind of sorrow and sentence ...for I owe much to this country. And I am grateful for its freedom and for the opportunities it graciously extends to everyone.

        I salute the people of the USA, I support the core philosophy of its government, its military forces, the constitution ...and... I appreciate the sense of future she, the Lady of Liberty, entrusts in all of us that wish to live here in goodness and with honor, even in the realm of entertainment, of sports ...that is, even in the pleasure of supporting a professional team of American football, the St. Louis Rams.

        My prayers, my family's prayers are certainly lifted with all the victims in mind befallen from the recent tragedies of terrorism. We continue to pray to God regarding the consequential effects worldwide, for this is a grave situation which transcends many borders. And justice must be served. But in justice too, suffering will never cease.

        Yes, we pray for wisdom, understanding, strength and mercy. May the leaders of this great land be blessed in these times of terrible challenge and difficulty.

        Thanks Rambitious for the invitation to express my sincere thoughts here. Thanks to RamDez also and ClanRam friends /warriors.


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        • RamWraith
          My Life: Challenges, Choices And Incredible Love
          by RamWraith


          My story begins in the small, blue-collar town of Endicott, New York, nestled between the Susquehanna River and the Adirondack mountains near the Pennsylvania border. I was born in Syracuse and was the youngest of five children. My parents both experienced broken childhood lives in and out of orphanages, neither really having a positive figure in their life to emulate. For my entire adolescence my family lived well below the poverty line. With my mother staying at home with us kids and my father armed with just a high school education to support us, money was never around. Regardless of this lack of money, my mother created an environment for us kids that oozed with love. She protected us from the ugliness in life as much as she could, including the volatile mix of anger, abuse and alcoholism that had seized my father during me and my siblings formative years. It was my mother whose character, gentleness and love prepared me not only to reach for my dreams, but how to be me.

          I remember fighting through winter nights with no heat, teeth chattering and blankets bundled. I knew I wasn’t alone though. I had my brothers and sisters. My mother would rock me to sleep and sing into my ear to comfort me. I remember times with no electricity and no television and huddling up to the battery-powered radio to listen to the Super Bowl. I remember my friends calling me on a pay phone because our telephone line was shut off for failure to pay the bills. I remember being forced to move for failing to pay rent. I remember living in a cramped tent for a whole summer. I remember living in that same tent for a frigid month in the fall. Sometimes I would wake up--cold and afraid--but all I had to do was to look over and see how strong my family was being and it comforted me. Food stamps couldn’t come fast enough as the cupboards were emptied by the end of each month. I remember the feeling of extreme embarrassment as the clerks at the store seemed to giggle as we flashed our food stamps as payment. I remember the points when food stamps weren’t enough, when we relied on church baskets. When we relied on the "defects" from grocery stores - food that they would throw into the dumpster in the back that was slightly defective.

          By the time my parents divorced I was nine years old. It never really bothered me. I think even at that young age I realized that the weight of my father’s abusive alcoholic behavior towards my mother and us kids was too much to bear any longer. My mother took us to live with her in a cramped apartment that was suited for three people instead of six. We struggled, but we were loved. I remember walking three miles to school and back every day in second grade because I was afraid to change schools. I remember assisted lunches in schools and the funny looks my schoolmates would give me because my clothes remained grass-stained...
          -03-01-2007, 05:20 AM
        • RealRam
          TERRORISM strikes...
          by RealRam
          As of high noon today (Pacific ST), Tuesday, September 11, the NFL has not yet issued any announcements via its website regarding the possible effect today's terrorist attack may have for this week's games. MLB has cancelled all its games for today.

          Miserable terrorists, vile people, truly the scum of the earth!

          I pray for the safety of our NFL players, coaches, management and other personnel as well as for the victims and their families.

          Signs of the times...
          -09-11-2001, 01:11 PM
        • fearlessone
          Katrina - Bagdad on the Bayou
          by fearlessone
          I am an evacuee and I have to say how lucky I am to be in the group of a small percentage people as my home probably suffered minimal damage.

          I have to say I felt pretty shallow after complaining about the nine hour drive in parking lot traffic to drive less than 250 miles then witness the fact that no water, etc. was passed out w/o any presence of FEMA or the Red Cross.

          Where were they?

          Please do not offend me or others as we do not care about the celebs donating. I am greatly humbled and grateful for the real people that donate like my fellow clannies because it is reaL where others want to get the PR.

          I can't tell you how frustrating it has been to be high and dry with power and food, etc. and to watch these poor people suffer from ineptness from every level of leadership. I am ashamed of my country and its leaders as we seem to have responded to the tsunami faster than to our own which repels me.

          I can't tell you how frustrating it has been to listen about the names of business and celebs donating to various charities when no one was receiving at the very least: water. At least the local media could have been providing important info like when we can return to our homes and how everyone from the poor to the well off can make claims to gain a semblance of the life we had before this disaster. The only people who could hear their fluff are ones that are and were out of harms way.

          Please write your congress reps and demand an investigation to why organization, support and love arrived so late. Also ask them to pressure Dennise Hastert for an apology or resignation for his comments for bulldozing New Orleans; and lastly and most importantly tell your leaders to support the rebuilding of New Orleans and the Gulf Coast!


          -09-04-2005, 12:16 AM
        • RealRam
          Life of a Rams fan. Reality check.
          by RealRam
          Dear friends of The Great ClanRam,

          This is a place I often visit in good faith as I know we share some things in common, namely, of course, our passion for the Rams.

          Although for the most part we don't know each other, this forum is usually a welcomed and viable cyber means to mutually exchange our thoughts as people of kindness and respect, even if all this is only relative at times due to the nature of the threads and topics at hand when viewed in contrast of much more important matters in our existance.

          Today I wanted to share this latest reality check, the reality of it all in terms of things ineffable and/or inevitable. In the wee hours of this morning my mother passed away in Mexico at the age of 85. She had fallen down last week and could not survive the damages. Neither my two sisters nor myself, nor the good people at the hospital thought it would produce her death. But complications in her health came and went quickly. Mi mamá... una buena, fuerte, y noble mujer.

          I am traveling there tomorrow but, again, just wanted to let you know that this, The Clan of the Rams, is indeed a place where we have the privilege to speak in freedom, sincerity, and truth , even on the vicissitudes of important events of our lives. I've seen it here for a few years now.

          Thanks for being there / here, good friends in the verily vanity of it all. God bless you. Please do what is right.

          Go RAMS in 2009.
          -02-16-2009, 04:48 PM
        • psycho9985
          The people who keep us free.
          by psycho9985
          Subject: THIS WAS SENT BY A FRIEND

          > I sat in my seat of the Boeing 767 waiting for everyone to hurry and
          >stow their carry-ons and grab a seat so we could start what I was sure to
          >be a long, uneventful flight home.
          > With the huge capacity and slow moving people taking their time to
          >stuff luggage far too big for the overhead and never paying much attention
          >to holding up the growing line behind them, I simply shook my head knowing
          >that this flight was not starting out very well. I was anxious to get
          >home to see my loved ones so I was focused on my issues and just felt
          >like standing up and yelling for some of these clowns to get their act
          > I knew I couldn't say a word so I just thumbed thru the "Sky Mall"
          >magazine from the seat pocket in front of me.
          > You know it's really getting rough when you resort to the over
          >priced, useless sky mall crap to break the monotony.
          > With everyone finally seated, we just sat there with the cabin door
          >open and no one in any hurry to get us going although we were well past
          >the scheduled take off time.
          > No wonder the airline industry is in trouble I told myself.
          > Just then, the attendant came on the intercom to i! nform us all
          >that we were
          > being delayed.
          > The entire plane let out a collective groan.
          > She resumed speaking to say "We are holding the aircraft for some
          >very special people who are on their way to the plane and the delay
          >shouldn't be more than 5 minutes.
          > The word came after waiting six times as long as we were promised
          >that I was finally going to be on my way home.
          > Why the hoopla over "these" folks?
          > I was expecting some celebrity or sport figure to be the reason for
          >the hold up ...
          > Just get their butts in a seat and let's hit the gas I thought.
          > The attendant came back on the speaker to announce in a loud and
          >excited voice that we were being joined by several U.S. Marines returning
          >home from Iraq!!!
          > Just as they walked on board, the entire plane erupted into
          > The men were a bit taken by surprise by the 340 people cheering for
          >them as they searched for their seats.
          -11-24-2005, 10:38 AM