Remember...

[Tgace]

Memorial Day...

"Our Souls Cry Out"



[size=+1]Our souls cry out when they say, "gone but not forgotten,"[/size]
[size=+1]Because we are forgotten by so many.[/size]
[size=+1]You accept the good life,[/size]
[size=+1]All without a thought, claiming it is your right.[/size]
[size=+1]The right to live and do as you will.[/size]
[size=+1]A special life, ah, 'tis that indeed.[/size]
[size=+1]A piece of metal forged into a design,[/size]
[size=+1]Tied with a ribbon, to wear on our chests,[/size]
[size=+1]Or sent home to our families was our reward.[/size]
[size=+1]We were grateful.[/size]
[size=+1]Tiny crosses dot the earth around the world.[/size]
[size=+1]Many stand in foreign soil,[/size]
[size=+1]Never to be seen by our families,[/size]
[size=+1]Some here at home in sacred ground.[/size]
[size=+1]Perhaps you think them pretty in their symmetrical rows,[/size]
[size=+1]Not one individually stands out.[/size]
[size=+1]Nay, they are more,[/size]
[size=+1]These emblems insure you the right to be individuals in all things.[/size]
[size=+1]Even to ignore our reasons for dying.[/size]
[size=+1]Take heed of us and the histories of the past.[/size]
[size=+1]Remember our country, our peoples and why we lived and died.[/size]
[size=+1]YOU ---are the nation, make it great again, become proud.[/size]
[size=+1]Remember us so our souls no longer feel the need to cry out.[/size]
[size=+1]Written by Virginia R. Swan (Windrich) -- Memorial Day 1998[/size]

 

[TigerWoman]

Just a addendum...I watched CBS put on all the pictures of the Iraq war dead. Somehow it was compelling for me to see them all, the scroll went on and on. 800 my husband said. I felt both proud of them, yet so sad so many died so young.

 

[Ceicei]

Memorial Day...

"Our Souls Cry Out"
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Touching and very compelling... Thank you for reminding us of the reason for Memorial Day.

- Ceicei

 

[Tgace]

http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/amex/warletters/letters/warletter_07.html



Letter
"Take a combination of fear, anger, hunger, thirst, exhaustion, disgust, loneliness, homesickness, and wrap that all up in one reaction and you might approach the feelings a fellow has. It makes you feel mighty small, helpless, and alone... Without faith, I don't see how anyone could stand this."

Resolution
This letter, sent to his younger brother from Anzio, Italy, was the last one Curtis would mail home. Three days later, as the Allies approached Rome, he was killed.