Memorial Day 2010


‘Here rests in honored glory a comrade in arms known but to God’.

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 from failing hands 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 Flanders fields. ~Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae 

“They fought together as brothers-in-arms. They died together and now they sleep side by side. To them we have a solemn obligation.” ~Admiral Chester W. Nimitz

I can envision a small cottage somewhere, with a lot of writing paper, and a dog, and a fireplace and maybe enough money to give myself some Irish coffee now and then and entertain my two friends. ~Richard Van de Geer (11 January 1948-May 15, 1975) The last official American casualty in VietNam.

“Unhappy it is, though, to reflect that a brother’s sword has been sheathed in a brother’s breast and that the once-happy plains of America are either to be drenched with blood or inhabited by slaves. Sad alternative! But can a virtuous man hesitate in his choice?” ~George Washington

There is a port of no return, where ships May ride at anchor for a little space And the, some starless night, the cable slips, Leaving an eddy at the mooring place….. Gulls, veer no longer. Sailor, rest your oar. No tangled wreckage will be washed ashore. ~Leslie Nelson Jennings

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~ by pakeener on May 31, 2010.

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