oil painting by lenore rae smith of tyler!!!
I LOVE WATCHING FOOTBALL & BASEBALL AND I LOVE TO CURL UP ON A RAINY DAY WITH A GOOD BOOK!!!! I COLLECT ANGELS, DOLPHINS AND LIGHTHOUSES...
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RIP MY SON U WILL BE MISSED AND LOVED FOREVER.
MY SON, MY FRIEND, OUR MARINE, OUR HERO!!!!!!
Lance Corporal Tyler R. Overstreet
Killed in action, Fallujah, Iraq 23 October 2006LCpl Overstreet, 0311 rifleman was born and raised in Gallatin, Tennessee. LCpl Overstreet graduated from Gallatin high school in 2004. He joined Company I on 6 January 2006. LCpl Overstreet joined Bravo Company 1/24 in March 2006, and started preparations for combat in Iraq. LCpl Overstreet always knew he wanted to be a Marine. He loved being a Marine and would often share stories with his family on the training that he had done on his reserve weekend. His good humor and broad, friendly grin were trademarks that constantly improved the spirits of his brother Marines no matter how tough the situation. He was an excellent Marine and a good listener in whom others could confide. LCpl Overstreet’s family has said that he loved life, and his family, along with being a daredevil, and as the family clown he was always looking for a laugh or being an instigator. In his civilian life he worked as a wireman working .. phone towers for a company out of Gallatin, Tn. LCpl Overstreet’s hobbies were watching NASCAR, working out; he also enjoyed boxing, and playing golf. LCpl Overstreet leaves behind his new baby boy Ashton Allen. As a father, son, friend, and Marine all will miss him.The American HeroThe average age of the military man is 19 years.He is a short-haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances, is considered by society as half-man, half-boy yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country.He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's; but he has never collected unemployment either.He's a recent high school graduate; he was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activites, drives a ten-year-old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away.He listens to rock and roll, or hip-hop, or rap, or jazz, or swing and 155mm Howitzers.He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk.He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark.He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must.He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional. He can march until he is told to stop or stop until he is told to march. He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity. He is self-sufficient. He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry. He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts.If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food. He'll even split his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands. He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job.He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay and still find ironic humor in it all.He has seen more suffering and death then he should have in his short lifetime. He has stood atop mountains of dead bodies, and helped to create them. He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat, and is unashamed.He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away' those around him who haven't bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking. In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great-grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He is the American Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200 years. He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding.Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.When you read this, please stop for a moment and say a prayer for our ground troops, sailors, our airmen, and for those preparing for war with Iraq. Of all the gifts you could give a US Soldier, Sailor, Marine or Airman, prayer is the very best one."Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us. Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need. Amen."..
Music:
SOFT ROCK, COUNTRY AND SOME GOSPEL
Movies:
I LOVE WATCHING HORROR MOVIES, GOOD SUSPENCE THRILLERS, AND OF COURSE A GOOD COMEDY AND OF COURSE LOVE STORIES...
Television:
ER,BONES,CSI MIAMI,WIFE SWAP,DOG THE BOUNTY HUNTER,LAW & ORDER,
Books:
DANIELLE STEEL AND ANNE RICE
Heroes:
MY 22 YEAR OLD SON TYLER HE FOUGHT AND DIED IN IRAQ FOR WHAT HE BELIEVED IN..I WILL MISS YOU MORE THAN I CAN EVER SAY AND I PROMISE TO SEE U IN HEAVEN SOMEDAY..TO ALL THE MEN AND WOMEN WHO FIGHT FOR THEIR COUNTRY AND ASK FOR NOTHING IN RETURN YOU ARE ALL TRUELY MY HEROS..TO ALL THE GUYS IN TYLERS UNIT HE LOVED U LIKE BROTHERS AND YA'LL WILL STAY IN MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS EVERYDAY THANK U FOR BEING IS BROTHERS a href=http://www.glitter-graphics.com title='Myspace Graphics'
