The Eternal Guardian

Walking through Manitou, the cloudy and yet rainy day brings a damper down on the soul. The individual’s sole, the communities soul and yet there is hope that arrives and is eternally present in the area. Walk through the area of downtown Manitou and there eternally stands a vigilant guardian. A protector who has withstood the test of time and has stood his ground and led the charge against all evil that would try and conquer the citizens that comes to pass by his eternal image. He leads the charge against despair and never forgets and never relents. He protects his home, no matter if he never knew them, they could be young, they could be old and crotchety, they could be excentric, but never does he quit on them. Like the steam engine that is always on time in his home, he marches. The steam engine may be a machine but he will never break down like the mechanical parts inside of the engine that could. Instead his soul is like the creek that always is running, the creek that always flows even when times are tough. This is a man who never quits on his home; a home that he never knew held so much to him deep inside.

            Like the eternal phoenix that rises from the ashes, here is a man. His indomitable spirit can never be measure or truly comprehended. Instead here stands the man who will always rise and rise again to combat the threats that threaten his home and those that lie within his heart. When he is beaten he is never truly conquered, instead he rises even stronger then before and willing to carry on the fight. He is the lone guardian for his home and its inhabitants and never will his resolve weaken. He may be beaten down by all the forces that go against him in the fight, but he will always rise and rise above all obstacles. For he knows his community is depending on him, his family, his friends, his nations. For he is the Doughboy, the eternal symbol of hope in a struggle that truly changed the world and how its history emerged.