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Cracker Jacks

I sometimes dream of days long passed Spent sailing on the sea Of visiting those foreign ports And the call for liberty Liberty expired at 2 AM We all thought it was too short So we hit the closest bar in town Every time we pulled into port Sometimes we got a little rowdy There’d be a fight or two Some times we just got crazy To do the things we’d do We were young and wild and free Shipmates side by side We’d dress in our cracker jacks We all wore them with pride Homecoming was special Being away for half a year We would set the sea and anchor detail From the crew we’d hear a cheer Women and children waiting Standing anxious on the pier Mothers smiling at their kids Saying Daddy will soon be here The one MC blared liberty call The crew would cheer and then We’d put on our cracker jacks Good to be home again.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/3/2012 9:55:00 PM
From reading these words, I can easy determine you were a Navy man. I was never in the service, but my grandfather spent quite a few years in the Navy. He was with the Great White Fleet that sailed around the world in 1907. Good descriptive write Vince.
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Date: 4/14/2011 10:59:00 AM
enjoyed this one, my whole family was Navy i had a brother and uncle who fought in World War 2 and my other brother was in from 1955-1958. this was a wonder piece you wrote. thank you for reading my Nineteen-Sixty-Five and for for your comment.
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Date: 2/22/2011 7:43:00 AM
Well done, Vince. I enjoyed that. Thank you for your comments on my poem..
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Date: 1/5/2011 11:47:00 AM
Isnt it wonderful to remember how much fun our youth could be, reminds me of crazy things I have done. Love the way you poem your stories. Take care
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Date: 1/4/2011 5:36:00 PM
Hey, I had never known where that name came from for cracker jacks popcorn, but i recall the sailer on the cover! My dad was in the navy and my mom was a wave. This is an interesting poem to remind us of a different time! Luv, Andrea
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Date: 1/2/2011 3:35:00 PM
O the days of youth, the wild seas, and the yearning heart ... and all so neatly bundled in the memory, proudly as "cracker jacks". Good stuff as always.
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Date: 12/4/2010 6:52:00 AM
Vince, "Cracker Jacks" is a most enjoyable . write from the title to finish, I've often seen the sailors walking the streets of downtown Boston during shore leave, which is not to fare from the habour. They looked very dapper indeed :-) Thank you for sharing the read. Many Blessings,Always, Adell
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Date: 10/25/2010 2:07:00 PM
The verse reminded me of the photo in black in white on V day! Good writing chief! Light & Love
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Date: 10/7/2010 6:50:00 PM
Good one Vince! Made me think of my brothers descripions of "P I" Wayne
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Date: 10/7/2010 1:27:00 PM
Interesting write.. I am glad that I chose this one to read this afernoon..Sara
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Date: 10/7/2010 11:29:00 AM
It was a pleasure to read your poetry today Vince. May your days always be filled with good health, love beyond expectation, and an overload of inspiration. Wonderful to see you post Vince. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/7/2010 10:19:00 AM
enjoyed reading today... sounds fun and carefree.
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Date: 10/7/2010 9:03:00 AM
Wonderful write Vince.. never knew they were called cracker jacky... learn something new every day luv.. thankxxx for sharing.. will have to tell my son Eric in Iraq ...
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Date: 10/7/2010 8:59:00 AM
Very creative and interesting write on Cracker Jacks, Vince. you're not much seen on PS. I hope you are alright
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