|OLD GITS LIKE US
We are called all sorts of names as if getting old is a crime, or a
misdemenour, or just a nuisance, taking up space on this crowded world
and helping ourselves to welfare - as if we never contributed to it in
the first place.
But let me tell you this:
Old Gits are easy to spot at sporting events; during the playing of
the National Anthem; Old Gits remove their caps and stand at attention
and sing without embarrassment. They know the words and believe in them.
Old Gits remember World War II, Pearl Harbour , Guadalcanal , Normandy
Hitler. They remember the Atomic Age, the Korean War, The Cold War, the
Jet Age and the Moon Landing. They remember the 50 plus Peacekeeping Missions
from 1945 to 2005, not to mention Vietnam . They even remember when St
Kilda won their first grand-final - and Carlton their last!
If you bump into an Old Git on the footpath he (or she) will apologize
(if of course they do not fall over).
If you pass an Old Git on the street, he will nod or tip his cap to
Old Gits trust strangers and are polite, particularly to women and
Old Gits have sympathy for Collingwood and Carlton supporters, less
so of Essendon fans, and anyone from interstate!
Old Gits hold the door for the next person and always, when walking,
make certain the lady is on the inside for protection.
Old Gits get embarrassed if someone curses in front of women and children
and they don't like any filth or dirty language on TV or in movies.
Old Gits have moral courage and personal integrity. They seldom brag
unless it's about their children or grandchildren - or their efforsts in
the war - any war. .
It's the Old Gits who know our great country is protected, not by politicians,
but by the young men and women in the Air Force, Army, Navy and Police,
Public Protection Security, Private Protection Security, AFL umpire protection
security - all serving their country.
This country needs Old Gits with their work ethic, sense of responsibility,
pride in their country and decent values.
We need them now more than ever.Thank Goodness for us Old Gits!