This weekend we are celebrating, if you will, Memorial Day when we will be Remembering Our Fallen. I am taking the liberty of sharing some thoughts. Some are mine and some are those that I came across that so poignantly express feelings of loss, love, sacrifice, memories and yes pain. We all have relatives, friends, comrades that live in our hearts and memories when we say “Some Gave All, All Gave Some.” If you have ever visited an American Military Cemetery in the United States or abroad, you will know what I mean when I say, you can feel the drumbeat of their hearts, the courage of their commitment of their lives given and the pride with which they served. If you have been present and experienced the playing of ” Taps ” you know what I mean when I say, you will have shared a union of soul and emotion with those that lie there at rest that is incomparable to anything else you will ever feel.
The American Family Association in a recent article wrote the following in speaking of Memorial Day.
” To some it is just a flag, resting in a triangular box on a mantle. To others,
It explains why there is an odd number of place settings at the table, why
the opposite side of the bed stays cold, why there’s a vacant seat at
Graduation, why a bride walks down the aisle alone.”
” To some, it is just a day, an excuse for a three day weekend to barbecue
and celebrate the beginning of summer. To others, it is a day to be
alone, remembering daughters they can’t hug, dads they can’t call,
friends they couldn’t save, brothers who saved them with the ultimate
Some of you have never read in its’ entirety, ” In Flanders Fields. Please allow me the further liberty of sharing it with you as we Remember The Fallen.
In Flanders Fields the Poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place;
And in the sky the larks still bravely
Singing, fly scarce heard amid
The guns below.
We are the dead.
Short days ago we lived, felt dawn,
Saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved,
And now we lie in Flanders Fields
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you with failing arms we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep,
Though poppies grow in
To those who gave their lives for our freedom, we pray and know they are at peace and rest in God’s Eternal Embrace. Thank you. God Bless.
Colon, Philip J. (MC1962)
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[JR: I feel the best way to honor the fallen, to “thank some one for their service”, and / or “be a patriotic American”, is to DEMAND that we bring all the girls and boys home now. Maybe it’s not the time for “politics” — BOTH the R’s and D’s are chicken hawks with other people’s children — but I don’t think this is political. Death is unavoidable, but dying in “other people’s wars” is most avoidable. Dona Nobis Pacem]
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