I dream a world where love is greater than hate
That the voice of the contemptuous is silenced
And the actions of the riotous are quelled
Guided by a mission of hope — the vision of harmony
I dream a world in which justice is measured by equity
Not by the length of incarceration
Where the due process of a dispassionate judiciary
Is no longer differentiated by the color of one’s skin
I dream a world in that religion teaches us how to be Where one’s devotion is determined by how they live Not by the volume of their religiosity…
I am a veteran and an outdoor enthusiast who has spent the last 10 years working in the outdoor industry. Without a doubt, our industry is the first in which I experienced the same level of camaraderie and commitment to purpose as I did during my 22 years in the Navy on active and reserve duty.
This shared ethos is not surprising. Today’s outdoor industry and the $787 billion recreation economy it supports have roots that began over 70 years ago with the returning veterans of World War II. …
A song about a soldier impacted by failed leadership
Johnny left home for the army
Serve the country he loved
He would miss his home
And the things he loved to do
But there was a place, he’d miss most
A place where he’d go to renew
On a
Mountain away from others
Rising to the sky
Its face reflects the sunrise in his eyes
Up on Johnny Ayers View
Soon he deployed overseas
Finish that never-ending war
Far from his hometown
In a place he barely understood
He’d be the best that he could be
But fate had something else in store
A brand-new lieutenant told Johnny Shoot…
