Halfway down the trail to Hell,
In a shady meadow green

Are the Souls of all dead troopers camped,
Near a good old-time canteen.

And this eternal resting place
Is known as Fiddlers’ Green.

Marching past, straight through to Hell
The Infantry are seen.

Accompanied by the Engineers,
Artillery and Marines,

For none but the shades of Cavalrymen
Dismount at Fiddlers’ Green.

Though some go curving down the trail
To seek a warmer scene.

No trooper ever gets to Hell
Ere he’s emptied his canteen.

And so rides back to drink again
With friends at Fiddlers’ Green.

And so when man and horse go down
Beneath a saber keen,

Or in a roaring charge of fierce melee
You stop a bullet clean,

And the hostiles come to get your scalp,
Just empty your canteen,

And put your pistol to your head
And go to Fiddlers’ Green.

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The mission of the Fiddler’s Green is to provide all veterans, spouses, family members of veterans, and survivors the opportunity to share their stories of service with fellow veterans and others.

There are literally thousands of Veteran Service Organizations out there, each with a different mission. The one thing that they have in common is that they want to help veterans in their own way.  Some might help financially, some might help emotionally, some might help with homelessness, and others might help by providing the opportunity for veterans to serve their community and help others in need.

We do this mainly through storytelling that promotes education and active listening while building connections between military and civilian people of America.  We believe that telling, listening, sharing and capturing stories in a non-judgmental way nourish us and help build a more compassionate country. Veterans’ stories (whether they be entertaining, inspirational, instructive, commemorative or healing) remind us that history is built one story block at a time.

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