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. …
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…