Hebron High School Navy JROTC 2000-2012

Sharing a memory of our Annual Inspection March 2012.
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Sharing a memory from May 2012. Annual Awards Program.
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Happy Veterans Day to all who have served. 🇺🇸

I am saddened to announce the passing of SSGT Mack O. Braxton, USMC ( Ret ) a member of the Forest Brook High School NJROTC team (1993-2001). He will be sorely missed. Rest in Peace, Staff Sergeant Braxton, we have the watch. In the presentation of "Old Glory"... you can hear his voice speaking to us all.

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Old Glory During this uncertain time, we can all agree - we are all Americans and we love this nation!The Old Glory Flag Ceremony is a time-honored tradition that symb...

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A Visit from St. Nicolas by
Clement Clarke Moore.....
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicolas soon be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mama in her 'kerchief and I in my cap, had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap, When out on the lawn there rose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, Gave a luster of midday to objects below, When what to my wondering eyes did appear, But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer, With a little old driver so lively and quick, I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name: "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donner and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all! As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky; So up to the housetop the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicolas too--- And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof the prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicolas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack. His eyes---how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow; the stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face a little round belly, That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread; He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, and filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose; He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight--- "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"

Santa Claus wishes everyone a Merry Christmas ❤