[Congressional Record (Bound Edition), Volume 156 (2010), Part 11]
[Extensions of Remarks]
[Page 15851]
[From the U.S. Government Publishing Office, www.gpo.gov]




  MOVE ME IN HONOR OF LT COL. ANNETTE BERGERON ``RET.'' UNITED STATES 
                   ARMY MATC SUPERVISOR P.T. AMPUTEE

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                           HON. TRENT FRANKS

                               of arizona

                    in the house of representatives

                     Wednesday, September 15, 2010

  Mr. FRANKS of Arizona. Madam Speaker, I rise today to honor a great 
American, a former Lieutenant Colonel in the United States Army, 
Annette Bergeron. Annette is the MATC supervisor of the P.T. Amputee 
section over at Walter Reed. She has worked virtually with all of the 
amputees coming back from the war.
  She inspires all of her patients with her motivation and ability to 
reach so deep down inside of all of her wounded warriors. Inspiring 
them by demanding the best out of all her heroes, as she brings them to 
new heights by not pitying them but pushing them beyond their limits. 
And her greatest gift is knowing her patients, with her strong 
knowledge and sixth sense to read them.
  There are families all across this nation, and magnificent heroes who 
will carry her in their hearts for the rest of their lives. Knowing the 
great debt they owe to her, and the angels over at Walter Reed who are 
but some of our nations greatest unsung heroes, I ask that this poem 
penned in honor of her at the request of SSG. Poe of North Carolina and 
by Albert Caswell, be placed in the Record.

     Move Me
     Move me. . . .
     Bend me, reach me . . . then she. . . .
     As she so but brings out, but the very best in me!
     As she will not so rest, will she!
     So relentless, but to the tenth degree!
     Like a Jedi Knight, her light we see!
     And from all of us, will not so settle for less . . . will 
           she!
     Until, I can but so be. . . .
     So but be, but the very best I can be!
     Men and women without arms and legs. . . .
     Broken into so many pieces, as are they. . . .
     Magnificent heroes who to this our nation so gave. . . .
     As she's rebuilding fine lives night and day!
     The queen of pain, bringing all of them to a better day. . . 
           .
     With but her heart of a lioness, bringing us to the highest 
           degree!
     All in what a heart can be, as she so bids us to so believe. 
           . . .
     So begs us all to so reach . . . to so reach, so deeply down 
           so deep. . . .
     As her promise, to us all as she so keeps. . . .
     Move me!. touch me! motivating all of us, as such she!
     As does she!
     As against all odds, but to the core, reaching us all so very 
           deeply. . . .
     Letting us all, but to be . . . but the very best we can be. 
           . . .
     From out of the ashes of war, so resurrecting all of our 
           lives indeed!
     Making us whole, giving us all that we so need!
     For in her world, there is no such word as self pity!
     Only, how high a soul can reach!
     Making us all so believe!
     As an angel on earth, as but her fine worth!
     To all of our precious men and women, of that red, white & 
           blue. . . .
     For them she so bleeds, so tried and true!
     A shining star over at Walter Reed, a real who's who!
     For Bo knows hearts, of most heroic hues!
     And how to get inside them so very deep to view!
     Bo, you move me! oh yes you do!

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