[Congressional Record (Bound Edition), Volume 159 (2013), Part 11]
[Extensions of Remarks]
[Pages 15755-15756]
[From the U.S. Government Publishing Office, www.gpo.gov]




IN THE BATTLE IN HONOR OF A REAL AMERICAN HERO SPC COREY GARMON BRONCO 
                  TROOP PLATOON THE UNITED STATES ARMY

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                        HON. ROBERT B. ADERHOLT

                               of alabama

                    in the house of representatives

                        Friday, October 11, 2013

  Mr. ADERHOLT. Mr. Speaker, I rise today in honor of one America's and 
one of Alabama's most heroic sons, and his family. SPC Corey Garmon of 
Boaz and the United States

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Army. On July 11, 2012 while out on patrol in Kandahar Corey was almost 
killed in an IED blast. Losing both his legs and sustaining numerous 
other life threatening injuries he has battled back. Just recently he 
celebrated his alive date, marking the one year anniversary of brush 
with death. His lovely wife Megan has been by his side from the 
beginning, giving him the love and support to help bring him through 
these darkest of all nights. They are about to have their first child. 
We are not sure if this is blast related or not, but one of Alabama's 
brightest sons is a Gator fan. We hope in the coming years once he gets 
back home we can make him see the light. I submit this poem penned by 
Albert Caswell in honor of his valor and courage and his family's.

                             In The Battle

                       (by Albert Carey Caswell)

     In ...
     In The Battle!
     All In The Fight!
     There are but all of those who but bring their light!
     Men of honor!
     And Men of might!
     Who so march off to war with hearts and souls of steel so 
           very bright!
     To leave behind all that they so love and adore!
     As where they go,
     Angels so fear to tread so for sure!
     For no day is so promised all in war!
     All in this darkest of dread all the more ...
     As all around them the red blood flows and pours!
     Where it's, one for all ... , and all for one!
     A place to where fine hearts of Strength In Honor so run!
     For these are America's greatest of all Daughters and Sons!
     The Men and Women of Bronco Company,
     who for all of us so do what must so be done!
     For they so live by a code!
     As they so lock and load!
     A Code of Honor!
     A Code of Faith!
     While, all around them such darkness waves!
     As they so bravely stare death right in the face!
     As upon each new morn as they awake,
     not knowing if this is to be their last and final day!
     While, thousands of miles away ...
     their families now so cry and pray!
     As they so ask our Lord,
     to so let their loved ones live just one more day!
     As somehow out into that darkness they make their ways!
     To a way of honor!
     To a way of faith!
     To a way of courage,
     that so makes the Angels pray!
     As they do battle upon each new day!
     As their families,
     the tears in eyes they make!
     And for all of those who upon battlefields of honor who've 
           died!
     It's for all of you and your families we now so cry
     Because all in that Battle,
     all of your promises you did so keep!
     As you so pledged your fine lives away,
     to all of your Brothers In Arms all in this bond which binds 
           you so very deep!
     For in The Battle,
     there is something so magnificent of so to speak!
     That Keeps Them Strong,
     Them So Keeps!
     That So Helps Them To So Fight On an On!
     That which will not allow their most courageous hearts,
     to so retreat!
     All In This Battle,
     This Battle Oh So Very Deep!
     And one such Southern Son,
     who to sweet home Alabama his fine heart so speaks!
     Specialist Garmon,
     whose heart so shines like the mid day sun!
     This BO from BOAZ,
     and he knows how to lock and load!
     And so lives by such a code!
     Who is but Army Strong!
     Who all for his Country Tis of Thee,
     his fine heart beats loud and long!
     Who so came out of death to rebuild his life just like a 
           song!
     While, all in those moments between life and death ...
     As upon him he could so feel but that hand of death!
     As it was in that moment Corey,
     when to yourself you so made a pledge!
     To win this new battle that which to you this war had left!
     With your two strong legs now gone,
     your most courageous heart would crest!
     As somehow it so helped you to move on only with what you had 
           so left!
     As it was Life or it was Death,
     as you got up and out of the bed to our hearts catch!
     All at speed,
     as this Bama would not so rest, would not so heed!
     For you had mountains to so climb!
     And people to so inspire all in your time!
     And a great wife named Megan,
     so divine!
     And with the help of your fine wife,
     as she so stood by her man, so by your side!
     As together you've so passed one of the greatest tests of 
           time!
     In our times, and in our lives ...
     There are Battles that we must fight!
     Will we so find the strength and the courage,
     to somehow deep down inside all of our hearts to so nourish!
     The strength to so find!
     Or in a town called pity will we now so reside,
     and feel so sorry for our selves and begin to cry?
     Or will we like Corey,
     get up and so begin our climb?
     All with hearts of courage full,
     to once again to do Battle one more time!
     For moments,
     are all that we all so have!
     To change the world!
     To so make the good from out of the bad!
     To make a difference with it all!
     To so teach us!
     To so beseech us!
     To against all odds in the end still so standing tall!
     But your not perfect Corey,
     because you're one of the biggest Florida Gator fans of all!
     I wonder if that sticks in coach SABANNNNN'S crawl?
     Why you won't roll with The Tide at all?
     I'm sorry Lou,
     but out to this hero The Gator calls!
     And when you get back to Bama,
     there's work to be done!
     We've got to get you to roll with The Tide,
     or as a War Eagle fly high my son!
     Corey my son,
     you are just a young man!
     But already,
     look at what all in your short life what you have done!
     More than most anyone!
     And up ahead,
     there's so much more for you my son!
     Better to live life like a hero,
     all in your most heroic sun!
     Than to die in the darkness of a life,
     of which nothing you have done!
     Because, we will all die some day ...
     but only heroes up in Heaven will so run!
     For life is but a Battle,
     that only with but hearts of courage full can so be won!
     And Corey, you are one of America's and Alabama's ...
     Most Heroic of all Sons
     In life and in War ...
     All In That Battle,
     will we be the ones to so bravely march forth?
     All in our most selfless quests, to ourselves to so ignore!
     Is that not who Heaven is for?
     Specialist Gorman,
     you are a real American Hero so for sure!
     For only The Few,
     will In The Battle so march off to war to so answer that 
           call!
     And the last time I saw Specialist Gorman,
     he was walking tall!

     

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