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  • December 23, 2016 at 10:51 pm
    Curtis in /\/\onTana! {!-{P

    OOHRAH! {=-{>

    • December 24, 2016 at 12:19 am

      Missing Men Table…. Outstanding!

      Good on you, Mr. Muir!

    • December 24, 2016 at 7:04 pm
      Bill M

      Thank you Chris!

    • December 26, 2016 at 12:57 am

      Amen, from another resident – down in the “Root” (the Bitterroot, for those who aren’t familiar with that part of Montana).

  • December 23, 2016 at 10:55 pm
    Grunt GI

    Well done, sir. Well done b

    • December 24, 2016 at 9:19 am

      +1 – Golly, it’s dusty in here

  • December 23, 2016 at 10:58 pm


    And Hooah!

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:02 pm
    Deplorable B Woodman

    Damn, it got dusty in here all of a sudden.

    Thanks, Chris.

    • December 24, 2016 at 12:20 am

      Must be that high December Pollen Count.

      • December 24, 2016 at 7:27 am
        David M

        Same situation here in Virginia, must be pollen…

      • December 24, 2016 at 9:56 am

        South Carolina, too…

        “Absent friends”

        Zar Belk!

      • December 24, 2016 at 1:17 pm
        Edward D Maner (@paraAax)

        ‘Cedar Fever’ here in Texas; Worst year since Columbia fell.

      • December 24, 2016 at 9:41 pm

        Still got it here since last night.

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:07 pm

    God bless those warriors.

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:11 pm

    A true toast to great, honorable warriors! Well done, Chris!! Well done!!! And Thanks from all of us!!

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:13 pm

    I would say refill them glasses, I saw Shugart and Gordon in the parking lot.


    • December 24, 2016 at 7:23 am
      David M

      Put those on my tab…

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:14 pm
    Bill Sproat

    Thank you Chris. We must never forget how they were sacrificed by criminals and traitors

    • December 23, 2016 at 11:42 pm

      I might suggest sacrifices to the gods.

      • December 24, 2016 at 7:50 am
        Bill G

        But there are no virgins among the appropriate choices.

      • December 24, 2016 at 11:10 am
        Deplorable B Woodman

        Hhmmmmmm………considering that it would be a blood sacrifice to a pagan god, I’m thinking a ProgLibTard sacrifice might be acceptable. After all, ProgLibTards believe in sacrificing the rest of us to their religion(s) and god(s) of Socialism, EnviroMentalism and SJW PCness du jour (race, womyn, global gubberment, LGBTXYZ, etc)

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:24 pm

    God Bless all of our warriors.

    God will judge those who do not deserve to be named here.

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:26 pm

    Ghosts of Christmas past, their presence guarding our Christmas future.

    Nice tribute Mr. Muir.

    • December 23, 2016 at 11:30 pm

      Thanks to you too, Mr. TT Frey.

      • December 24, 2016 at 12:03 am

        I concur on both sentiments. Chris, you have a talent for portraying ideas that must be shown and that grab the heart.

    • December 24, 2016 at 10:01 am

      They stand Eternal Vigil…

      Zar Belk!

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:26 pm

    Wow … yes … thank you, Chris. May they taste nought but the best in Valhalla.

    • December 23, 2016 at 11:41 pm

      Let us pray they may now find some rest.

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:32 pm

    To fallen companions…

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:40 pm

    I’ve known too many as fellows. Well done, Mr Muir, well done indeed.

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:40 pm
    Alaska Paul

    Chris — That was a very timely and thoughtful thing that you did in this day’s strip. We should commentate these dedicated and brave men every year. You are first rate, sir.

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:41 pm
    Alaska Paul


  • December 23, 2016 at 11:45 pm

    BEYOND the path of the outmost sun through utter darkness hurled-
    Farther than ever comet flared or vagrant star-dust swirled-
    Live such as fought and sailed and ruled and loved and made our world.

    They are purged of pride because they died; they know the worth of
    their bays;
    They sit at wine with the Maidens Nine and the Gods of the Elder Days-
    It is their will to serve or be still as fitteth Our Father’s praise.

    ‘Tis theirs to sweep through the ringing deep where Azrael’s outposts
    Or buffet a path through the Pit’s red wrath when God goes out to war,
    Or hang with the reckless Seraphim on the rein of a red-maned star.

    They take their mirth in the joy of the Earth-they dare not grieve for
    her pain;
    They know of toil and the end of toil; they know God’s Law is plain;
    So they whistle the Devil to make them sport who know that Sin is vain.

    And oft-times cometh our wise Lord God, master of every trade,
    And tells them tales of His daily toil, of Edens newly made;
    And they rise to their feet as He passes by, gentlemen unafraid.

    To these who are cleansed of base Desire, Sorrow and Lust and Shame-
    Gods for they knew the hearts of men, men for they stooped to Fame-
    Borne on the breath that men call Death, my brother’s spirit came.

    He scarce had need to doff his pride or slough the dross of Earth –
    E’en as he trod that day to God so walked he from his birth,
    In simpleness and gentleness and honour and clean mirth.

    So cup to lip in fellowship they gave him welcome high
    And made him place at the banquet board-the Strong Men ranged
    Who had done his work and held his peace and had no fear to die

    Beyond the loom of the last lone star, through open darkness hurled,
    Further than rebel comet dared or hiving star-swarm swirled,
    Sits he with those that praise our God for that they served His world.

    -Rudyard Kipling, Dedication to Barrack-Room Ballads and Other Verses, 1892

    God Bless and keep them.


    • December 24, 2016 at 4:55 am
      Blessed be Chris, Eon and all who here abide

      Blessed be Chris, Eon and all who here abide.
      Merry Christmas.

    • December 24, 2016 at 11:15 am
      Deplorable B Woodman

      Kipling had a way with words, didn’t he?

      • December 24, 2016 at 1:40 pm
        Edward D Maner (@paraAax)

        Prelude to ‘Departmental Ditties’

        I have written the tale of our life
        For a sheltered people’s mirth,
        In jesting guise—but ye are wise,
        And ye know what the jest is worth.

  • December 23, 2016 at 11:56 pm

    Well done, Chris.

  • December 24, 2016 at 12:07 am

    Thank You Gentlemen, You were true to the end; even though your “countries leaders” turned their backs on you. You deserved so much better.
    Thank You Chris.

  • December 24, 2016 at 12:18 am
    Ed Woods

    To absent friends.

  • December 24, 2016 at 12:28 am

    To Fallen Friends:

    Let Bacchus’ sons be not dismayed
    But join with me, each jovial blade
    Come, drink and sing and lend your aid
    To help me with the chorus:

    Instead of spa, we’ll drink brown ale
    And pay the reckoning on the nail;
    No man for debt shall go to jail
    From Garryowen in glory.

    We’ll beat the bailiffs out of fun,
    We’ll make the mayor and sheriffs run
    We are the boys no man dares dun
    If he regards a whole skin.(Chorus)

    Our hearts so stout have got no fame
    For soon ’tis known from whence we came
    Where’er we go they fear the name
    Of Garryowen in glory. (Chorus)

    We’ll beat the bailiffs out of fun,
    we’ll make the mayor and sheriffs run,
    we are the boys no man dare dun,
    if he regards a whole skin. (Chorus)

    Our hearts so stout have got us fame,
    for soon ’tis known from whence we came,
    where’re we go they dread the name,
    of Garry Owen in glory. (Chorus)

  • December 24, 2016 at 1:19 am
    Chris S

    Blanton’s, THE drink of choice when toasting fallen friends. Only the best will do.

  • December 24, 2016 at 1:48 am
    Doc Epador

    I think some salt and a lemon slice are in order

  • December 24, 2016 at 1:55 am


  • December 24, 2016 at 2:08 am
    MJ Larkins

    I will hoist a glass of single malt in their honor.

    Right after I toast my wife.

    Demonrats and cancer sucks!

  • December 24, 2016 at 2:10 am
    Blue Quasar

    Well done! It’s good not to forget.

  • December 24, 2016 at 2:29 am

    Thank you, Chris, and God’s blessings on them and theirs.

  • December 24, 2016 at 4:32 am

    Nicely done Chris. Thank you to all who served. And we remember Glen and Tyrone. Saw a GDMF sticker on back of a truck on highway tonight up here in MA.

  • December 24, 2016 at 6:31 am

    I bought a bottle yesterday just for this purpose – to spill a dram for the warriors passed, to the living, and to those still fighting the good fight.

    I salute them all.

  • December 24, 2016 at 7:30 am

    Blanton’s, mighty fine bourbon for mighty fine men.
    Pretty early for a toast but it is the holidays.
    Skol mighty warriors.
    May they include your names in the legends of the Gods.
    May they tell of your exploits in the chronicles.
    May they sing of your heroic exploits among warriors.
    May Thor split the heavens for your arrival to Valhalla.
    A true warriors death, you are remembered by men.

  • December 24, 2016 at 7:42 am

    Sad misty eyes. Well done.

  • December 24, 2016 at 7:57 am
    Bill G

    Very well done. Thank you.

  • December 24, 2016 at 8:08 am

    “At this point, what difference does it make!?!!”


    D O L

  • December 24, 2016 at 8:34 am

    They might have fallen but they are never forgotten. Thanks to Mr Frey and Mr Muir for the DDQ missing man honor and tribute.

  • December 24, 2016 at 8:40 am

    Great job , Chris,let’s all toast to the rough men on the wall.

  • December 24, 2016 at 9:48 am

    Raise a glass, speak their names and tell their stories

    Rain drizzled the day I went
    to view the newest gold star
    no names listed upon the wall
    just a date along side

    I remember them
    going where ever sent
    no questions asked
    get the job done
    …some at great price
    walk through walls
    appear out of nothing
    quick, painless extractions
    they were the best

    no ticker-tapes or
    joyous reunions
    caught for the viewers
    at 5 and 11
    homecomings were silent
    unnoticed and forgotten

    caught in times reverie
    a voice came from behind
    asking who they were

    offering him a drink,
    I spoke their names
    so another would know
    turning to leave, he asks
    “The last space, whose name
    goes there?”

  • December 24, 2016 at 9:51 am
    B C Aeich

    The image of the empty shots is comforting, those men and many more are worthy of their seats Valhalla! I too have toasted them, and will again tonight

    (This list of comments speaks well of those here on this forum, btw, a fitting footnote for a powerful message)

  • December 24, 2016 at 10:52 am
    Unca Walt

    Chris Muir, I am a crusty old bastard.

    And that’s TWICE you got me teary.

    To all my brothers…


  • December 24, 2016 at 11:14 am
    Precision 270

    MJ Larkin. Me too.

    I think that hit me double. First because I am patriotic and second because cancer took my wife this year and she was my favorite patriot.

  • December 24, 2016 at 11:25 am

    “But nobody’s sitting there.”

    Yes they are.

  • December 24, 2016 at 12:19 pm

    Those 3 words said that says it all

    “To absent friends”

    A Lib-Prog(shoe are neither in actuality) will not get it and not understand the explanation of that military saying but i doubt anyone here does NOT get it

    • December 24, 2016 at 1:41 pm

      A beautiful and heart-rending toast, but they’re not really absent, are they…as so succinctly yet eloquently illustrated by Mr. Muir’s post and its title…Christmas Presence.

      They and their many brethren are with us always.

      • December 24, 2016 at 2:28 pm

        Indeed. It’s 23 years since my dad has passed on and I know he and my mom are always with me.

        Still don’t listen as good as I should but I try to hear / feel their guidance.

        Chris, thank you for your tribute today to those who are far away but always with us.

      • December 24, 2016 at 5:09 pm

        23 years for my Dad too as I mentioned here on his 89th birthday a few days back. We talked a lot about things on the nights when it was my turn to stay with him helping with breathing treatments, oxygen bottles, etc. I’m glad for that, we covered a lot that had been felt but unsaid over the years.

        But I sure wish I had tried to learn more about his service at the end of WWII, he never liked to talk about it; somehow he had found himself in the same clean-up unit with two guys from his same tiny Tennessee town. Both were killed a week before they would have been going home by an unexploded take round, or was it a mortar shell?

        My Dad was tough, I only saw him cry once, when his beloved Mother died. But when we spoke of those guys he would either get real quiet or leave the room. I understand better now, but I do wish I had tried to get more details and maybe help Dad some with his grief. Oh well, as with so many things, it’s too late now.

        But like you, I do still hear his voice in my head often, and do my best to listen and make him proud.

      • December 24, 2016 at 5:12 pm

        …tank round…

      • December 24, 2016 at 8:14 pm

        As I was the distant son I didn’t get to see him much – my mom and older brother did the hard work through the cancer treatments and hospice.

        We did get many of his stories before he died and that is a joy. What I really miss is not having my mom and dad in my children’s lives. So many things that they could have taught their grandkids ( and me! ) and shared with them as they grew up.

        I just keep on sharing the lessons I learned from them and love seeing their evolution as they grow. I can see bits of my parents in them and that makes me proud.

        Merry Christmas to all!

      • December 24, 2016 at 11:19 pm

        I always remember one of my college profs, retired squid, diesel boats. He went to Russia and China several times in the Fifties and Sixties, and wryly pointed out that they apparently didn’t know the war was over, to judge by the number of ashcans that got dropped on his boats.

        To Jeff, CPO, COB, and the man who first introduced me to Tom Clancy’s The Hunt For Red October.

        “To those on eternal patrol.”

        Merry Christmas, everyone.


  • December 24, 2016 at 12:46 pm

    Thank you!

  • December 24, 2016 at 12:51 pm

    Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year to all!

    Absent companions will always be remembered by their comrades.

    Our wonderful country will begin to recover in 17.

    The Obama administration will be remembered with the criticism,
    and disdain it deserves…. John McCain.

  • December 24, 2016 at 12:53 pm

    Words have been said to the effect that if you are not liberal when young you have no heart and if you are not conservative when mature you have no mind.
    I submit to you that the heart does not leave a conservative, it simply goes to where it belongs.
    Thanks Chris

  • December 24, 2016 at 12:59 pm

    We do not cry . . .
    But remembering our Comrades in Arms who are gone because . . .
    Causes us to pause –
    And try to blink away a bit of sweat from our eyes.

  • December 24, 2016 at 1:21 pm

    Rest In Peace, Men. We’ll carry on.

  • December 24, 2016 at 1:23 pm
    Barbara Skolaut

    Oh, my. Thank you, Chris.

  • December 24, 2016 at 2:33 pm

    I don’t know what our nation has done to deserve such men but thank God we had them. I think I’ll open a bottle of Blanton’s tonight. respectfully, Alemaster

  • December 24, 2016 at 2:49 pm

    They have always been there on the periphery of sight.
    Where do you think Guardian Angels come from…

    • December 25, 2016 at 7:54 am
      David M

      I like that…

      Damn allergies making g it hard to see what I’m writing…

  • December 24, 2016 at 6:21 pm
    J C

    Solemn Toast, too those who have gone before us, all too soon

  • December 24, 2016 at 7:11 pm
    Spin Drift

    To all who run to the sound of the guns and to all who have fallen, in time we will all be absent companions.

    Thanks Chris for cutting to the chase this Christmas and Hanukkah season.

    If I was the new President, I’d have a permanect toast under glass in the Oval Office. Just to remind all who come their the sacrifices made to make this country.


    • December 24, 2016 at 7:38 pm

      The Promise of a Soldier never dies

  • December 24, 2016 at 8:39 pm

    Lots f pollen here in western PA also – got in my eyes and my throat……. 🙁

  • December 24, 2016 at 8:43 pm
    Too Tall


    Thank you. DDQ truly raises the bar. I’ll second Corvette’s call for Shugart and Gordon as well. The parking lot is filling up. A black Ford F-350 with a “Punisher” front plate just pulled in. Some guy with the call sign “Legend” was driving. It looks like “Last Call” at Valhalla.Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

    Too Tall

  • December 24, 2016 at 8:44 pm
    Bunker Builder

    Let Us who live not forget and Waste the blood of patriots who have watered the Tree of Liberty. But Act to preserve our Culture’s Freedoms.

    I hope there is some White House office that is tasked with ensuring the dead’s family and friends get all that is due the fallen in service to 44, HRC, and Kerry.

  • December 24, 2016 at 8:51 pm
    Wayne M CW4, AV, RET

    Absent companions.

    Joy and Peace to you all.

    • December 24, 2016 at 11:20 pm

      What, where, when did you fly? Merry Christmas and thanks for your service to our nation. Alemaster, CW5, AV, ret

  • December 24, 2016 at 8:52 pm

    \~/ To those who served, those serving and those to serve… thank you.

  • December 24, 2016 at 9:21 pm

    Angel’s share.

  • December 24, 2016 at 10:16 pm

    Rudyard Kipling,
    Man did know how to whip the language together.
    To bad he is not still around. Could give us many more poms to describe the human conditions we live in today.
    Merry Christmass out there.

  • December 27, 2016 at 10:20 am
    John Healy

    Nothing but the best for the Missing Men Table.

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