“...Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. 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 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, 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 than he should have in his short lifetime. 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. ...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 two hundred 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. And now we have women over there in danger, doing their part in this tradition of going to war when our nation calls us to do so. As you go to bed tonight, remember this. A short lull, a little shade, and a picture of loved ones in their helmets.”
In November 2006, Sarah Palin was elected as the first female and youngest governor of the US State of Alaska. She was the mayor of the city of Wasilla, Alaska from 1996 to 2002. She had also been a member of Wasilla City Council from 1992 to 1996 and chairman of Alaska Oil and Gas Conservation Commission from 2003 to 2004. Sarah Palin, a running mate of Senator John McCain, was the Republican Party's first female vice-presidential nominee.
Sarah Palin was born into a Roman Catholic family. Her family joined a Pentecostal church, Assembly of God, that she attended until 2002. She later joined Wasilla Bible Church because according to her they offered children's ministries.
Palin was a member of the Wasilla City Council from 1992 to 1996. She was elected twice but could not complete her second term, as she ran for the city's mayor elections in 1996, which she eventually won. She was the Mayor of the city of Wasilla for three consecutive terms. One interesting fact about her first year in the office of mayor was that she kept a box in which the names of all Wasilla residents were put. Every week she would pick out a name, call the person and ask about the functioning of the city. This act of her's earned her respect and popularity among the people of Wasilla. On December 4, 2006, she became the governor of Alaska. She has done a lot for the state - most important being the development of oil and natural gas resources.