I went to Crawford, Texas yesterday for the opening of
Fort Qualls and the
“You Don’t Speak For Me, Cindy” rally. It was a wonderful experience and I’ll tell you about it here.
When I arrived, I immediately found
Bill Johnson and Gary Qualls whom I interviewed on The Daley Report at Right Talk Radio this past Wednesday. I presented each with a CD of the program. Then I joined the rest of the crowd.
I made the mistake of wearing a pink shirt—and somebody asked me if I was with Code Pink. So, I hustled into the Yellow Rose Gift shop owned by Bill Johnson and got a Support The Troops sign and an American flag.
Outside the gift shop was the only completely accurate replica of the Liberty Bell. This bell travels the country. It was rung often during the day.
There is also a huge stainless steel angel that was sculpted by a lady from Pennsylvania. She scuplted one for the field where Flight 93 came down and, I believe for the Pentagon. She is sending one to London as well. I wish that I could remember more about who she is . I should have taken a pad to write down things.
Update: Jenny at Free Republic
pointed me to further information about the angel and the lady who made it.
In front of the angel, were crosses with the name of fallen heroes. These signs had been repossessed from Cindy Sheehan’s camp by parents.
There were people performing patriotic songs and booths with information concerning Operation Building Bridges which involves helping the soliders. The people who were there are the hardworking, God-fearing people who built this country.
The program at Fort Qualls started at about 11 am. A series of people with loved ones in Iraq spoke with pride about them. The parents of fallen heroes spoke of their pride about the heroic sacrifice of their loved ones. Elderly veterans from
WWII , Korea and Vietnam, and who had been
POW’s during those conflicts spoke or had others read prepared comments for them. Bill Johnson talked from horseback about what makes this country great and how we are at war with those who would tear our country apart from the inside.
George Lucas, a black conservative preacher who is originally from New York, but who now resides in Florida gave a barn burner of a speech. This is a man who met with Ronald Reagan back in the 1980’s . He gave a truly inspiring speech about what it means to be an American. He is a veteran of the Korean and Vietnam wars. Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton were rumoured to be coming to Crawford (though I never saw them or saw any media reports that they were actually there) and Mr. Lucas came to counter them. He was extremely critical of the fact that these men hold themselves out to be Christian Reverends and yet never let the words “Jesus Christ” cross their lips.
Gary Qualls, father of
Lance Corporal Louis W. Qualls, United States Marine Corp, gave a moving account of his son’s bravery and of his story about repossessing his son’s cross from the Sheehan camp. Then the official opening of Fort Qualls happened.
After that, I went over to the airconditioned hall reserved to allow us to get out of the heat. I was looking for Gary Qualls so that he could sign my Support The Troops poster. Before I spoke to Mr. Qualls, I went and sat with a pony tailed free lance reporter from Philadelphia. He was supposed to be on his vacation, but thought it important that he be in Crawford to report what was going on. He had apparently been there for a few days and it was apparent that he had developed a good deal of respect for Mr. Qualls. After talking with him, though, I believe that he has liberal leanings—but he was very respectful of the people in our camp.
After that, I walked with a couple from Houston I met over to the the grounds of the Crawford Community Center to see the Move America Forward rally. Update: The husband of the couple blogs at
Dave Perkins and Dave blogs his perspective about the day in Crawford
here.
Update: Dave sent me some photos he took of me at the event:
Me at the You Don’t Speak For Us Rally ( I looked really yucky by then)

Me in front of an interesting bumper sticker. Click on the photo to enlarge (I’m going on a diet)
Thanks Dave!
Back to the original post…
The Rally was packed. I’m not good with numbers, but I believe that there were thousands of people there. The speakers were fantastic.
There was a little disturbance in the crowd when a
Protest Warrior went through with one of the group’s ironic signs. I couldn’t see exactly what happened, but there was a surge of people toward him. I was standing near a big trailor. On top of the trailor were some fairly young veterans who were yelling toward him and I told them who the guy was. Perhaps the Protest Warriors should carry different signs when they are at a Pro-America rally.
The rally ended with some of the military families heading out to get the crosses with their family member’s names from the Sheehan protestors to take back to Fort Qualls. Before we left, one of the leaders announced that there was a rumor that the Democratic Underground had torn down the crosses so that the family members couldn’t get them. This was apparently false, as I heard later that family members were allowed to take the names off crosses (though not to take the crosses—which is reasonable since the Sheehan protestors made them) and to bring back the names to Ft. Qualls.
After the rally, I went into the Community Center with a couple from a town nearby. Their son is serving in the military. We sat with a military wife. Her husband is
SSG William J. Bowels (I can’t read his writing on my sign. It might be spelled Bouels) Her husband had been in Iraq with Blackhawk Troop. He was also there and I met him a little later and got him to sign my poster. He is headed back to Iraq this fall. I believe that she told me that he re-enlisted.
Mrs. Bowels told me of an interaction that she had with an American Statesman reporter. She thought his name is Matthew Rourke, but I note that is not the byline on
the article in the Statesman today. She showed me a picture of the reporter on her digital camera and he was a reporter I had noticed over at Fort Qualls earlier. I noticed him because he wears a Texas Aggie ring. What she told me next made me want to go rip it off his finger. (I’m an Aggie)
Mrs. Bowels gave me a pamphlet with pictures from Iraq. It was from Blackhawk Troop, 1st Squadron, 7th United States Cavalry Regiment. This regiment had been awarded the Draper Leadership Award from January 1, 2004 through January 1, 2005 for their role in restoring and improving essential services for the Iraqi people, in helping stimulate the economy, in the promotion and legitimization of local government, in partnership training and mission execution with Iraqi forces, and in significant operations undertaken against enemny forces. The pamphlet is full of information about this.
Mrs. Bowels tried to give a copy to the Austin American Statesman reporter and he refused to take it. She asked him, “Don’t you want to know about the good things that our troops are accomplishing over there?” His reply? “Lady, you are trying to manipulate me.”
When I have more time, I will blog about the information she gave me. If giving information is manipulation, then I’m willing to be manipulated.
After that, I moseyed back to the Yellow Rose and listened in and joined conversations with the locals. They are sick of Cindy Sheehan and her cohorts—including those at the Crawford Peace House. One lady said that, out at Camp Casey, the protestors—rather than springing for the cost of Porto-Potties, were using buckets. It finally reached the point where they were just using the bathroom in the bar ditch right in front of other people. I bet that the owner of the property is going to end up regretting letting the protestors use his land when this is all over. In fact, I asked the local ladies why he volunteered the land. She told me that his brother said that the rancher was a veteran who doesn’t support the war. However, this particular rancher actually lives in Waco (he leases out at least part of the land to others who graze their cattle there) so he is not having to deal with the protestors on a daily basis like the locals. It will be interesting to see how many of the locals end up renewing their grazing leases with this guy.
There is a local swimming hole close to the Peace House. The local lady said that the people from the Peace House go swim in it in their underwear or even naked. She pointed out another local lady and told me that the lady’s young son came to his mother and told her that he had seen a woman in her 60’s from the Peace House swimming buck naked in the swimming hole. This story should tell you how much respect the Sheehan protestors have for the locals.
After a while, I left and drove down to look at Camp Casey. I drove a little ways down but turned around when it became apparent it was a little chaotic down there. On one side of the road was the Sheehan camp—on the other were the counter protestors at Camp CaseyII. (Update: Camp Casey II is another anti-war camp and not counter-protestors as I thought. Camp Reality, the camp of some counter-protestors was one I passed before I got to the two Camp Casey’s. I couldn’t tell its relative size to the others because I was seeing it up too close as I passed by.) That side looked as big or bigger to me although my perspective may not have given me an accurate picture. I was so exhausted from the heat and the length of day that I elected to head home at that point.
I met some great people and heard some inspiring speeches yesterday. I’m glad that I went. I took some photos with a camera that is not digital. I will post them after I get them developed.