“The true meaning of life is to plant trees, under whose shade you do not expect to sit.” (Nelson Henderson)
One of our members had an opportunity to visit his hometown and the distinct pleasure of sitting in the shade of trees he had planted almost two decades ago to honour the birth of his children. A tradition passed down through generations.
The seed of Nationalism was planted by our predecessors, the men who built our Nation, and although repressed, has never stopped growing. It cannot stop growing. It is natural.
Our nature. Our Nation.
Though we may never sit in the shade of our Nation’s glory restored, we can do what is required while we are here, to ensure that future generations of our folk will know it.
If you are looking for something to be thankful for this weekend, try the opportunity to participate in the chain of history. Find something worth dying for, and live for that.
Sound deserving of your time? Get vetted and get started.

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