Happy Memorial Day Weekend

LustfulOne50

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For me it is another working weekend...but I will get in the visit to fallen Brothers and Sisters who gave their all. Please make it a day to remember..it's not only a BBQ weekend even though I love the eats tooo. Have a Great And Safe One.....Please Don't Drink and Drive...everyone arrives home alive.:)

From Vet to all others...the Welcome home is out there for us.
 

For me it is another working weekend...but I will get in the visit to fallen Brothers and Sisters who gave their all. Please make it a day to remember..it's not only a BBQ weekend even though I love the eats tooo. Have a Great And Safe One.....Please Don't Drink and Drive...everyone arrives home alive.:)

From Vet to all others...the Welcome home is out there for us.

Indeed. Well said Lustful.

And whether you like country music or not, this song is poignant this weekend:


I never thought that this is where I'd settle down,
I thought I'd die an old man back in my hometown,
They gave me this plot of land, me and some other men,
for a job well done.

There's a big white house sits on a hill just up the road,
The man inside he cried the day they brought me home,
They folded up a flag, and told my mom and dad, 'We're proud of your son'.

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property,
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company,
I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done,
I can rest in peace, I'm one of the chosen ones,
I made it to Arlington.

I remember daddy brought me here when I was eight,
We searched all day to find out where my granddad lay,
And when we finally found that cross,
He said, 'Son this is what it cost, to keep us free'.
Now here I am a thousand stones away from him,
He recognized me on the first day I came in,
And it gave me a chill, when he clicked his heels, and saluted me.

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property,
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company,
And I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done,
I can rest in peace, I'm one of the chosen ones,
I made it to Arlington.

And every time I hear, twenty-one guns,
I know they brought another hero home, to us.

We're thankful for those thankful for the things we've done,
We can rest in peace, 'cause we were the chosen ones,
We made it to Arlington, yea, dust to dust
Don't cry for us, we made it to Arlington.​
 
I thank God.....

For all our service men and women of America! I thank them for our Freedom!
 
In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army

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.
 
Traditional observance of Memorial day has diminished over the years. Many Americans have forgotten the meaning and traditions of Memorial Day. At many cemeteries, the graves of the fallen are increasingly ignored and neglected.
To help remind Americans of the true meaning of Memorial Day, the "National Moment of Remembrance" resolution was passed on Dec 2000.

This asks that at 3 p.m. local time, that all Americans "voluntarily and informally observe in their own way a Moment of remembrance and respect, pausing from whatever they are doing for a moment of silence or listening to 'Taps."

The Moment of Remembrance is a step in the right direction to returning the meaning back to the day. What we really need is to return to the original day of observance. For us all to set aside one day out of the year for the nation to remember, reflect and honor those who have given their all in service to their country

To those I knew personally and those I didn't.. you are always remembered, and Thank you from me, and my children for everything you gave.

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I took some time this morning to explain to my kids what "Memorial Day" means and why we honor our dead (and living) soldiers.
I also shared a memory with them of when I was young. A time when we used to go to the town parade every year. Thus the reason I have made plans for us to go to a parade a few towns over, later today.

Thank God for those who have and those still serving!

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please take a moment today to remember those who have served, those who are serving and those who have given the ultimate sacrifice. i usually attend a service in the local cemetery, but i'm watching my mom today and she's not up to going. i will pay tribute my own way today.

they did not die in vain.
 
Remember

It is those who have served and do serve,
not the preacher,
who have given us freedom of religion.

It is those who have served and do serve,
not the reporter,
who have given us freedom of the press.

It is those who have served and do serve,
not the poet,
who have given us freedom of speech.

It is those who have served and do serve,
not the campus organizer,
who have given us freedom to assemble.


It is those who have served and do serve,
not the lawyer,
who have given us the right to a fair trial.


It is those who have served and do serve,
not the politician,
Who have given us the right to vote.
 
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Thank you very much for posting to show you care and remember those who are not with us.....:rose::)

To all I pray you had a great time, safe weekend and remembered in you own way.
 
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Sorry I missed this last weekend ...

Dirge for Two Veterans
By Walt Whitman

The last sunbeam
Lightly falls from the finish’d Sabbath,
On the pavement here, and there beyond it is looking,
Down a new-made double grave.

Lo, the moon ascending,
Up from the east the silvery round moon,
Beautiful over the house-tops, ghastly, phantom moon,
Immense and silent moon.

I see a sad procession,
And I hear the sound of coming full-key’d bugles,
All the channels of the city streets they’re flooding,
As with voices and with tears.

I hear the great drums pounding,
And the small drums steady whirring,
And every blow of the great convulsive drums,
Strikes me through and through.

For the son is brought with the father,
(In the foremost ranks of the fierce assault they fell,
Two veterans son and father dropt together,
And the double grave awaits them.)

Now nearer blow the bugles,
And the drums strike more convulsive,
And the daylight o’er the pavement quite has faded,
And the strong dead-march enwraps me.

In the eastern sky up-buoying,
The sorrowful vast phantom moves illumin’d,
(’Tis some mother’s large transparent face,
In heaven brighter growing.)

O strong dead-march you please me!
O moon immense with your silvery face you soothe me!
O my soldiers twain! O my veterans passing to burial!
What I have I also give you.

The moon gives you light,
And the bugles and the drums give you music,
And my heart, O my soldiers, my veterans,
My heart gives you love.
 
Happy Memorial Day :rose::rose::rose:

"what it takes to be a hero, a little gem of innocence inside you that makes you want to believe that there still exists a right and wrong, that decency will somehow triumph in the end”
 
Wish I'd see this thread before I started another one! Thanks for sharing, everyone. Hugs to all of you who have lost a loved one who served.
 
A special thanks to all the men and woman who have served or are serving!!!
 
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