Memorial Day
Memorial Day (or less commonly called Decoration Day) is a federal holiday in the United States for remembering and honoring people who have died while serving in the United States Armed Forces.
For those who served, remembering the cost paid by our brothers who died, and the promise we made to never forget.
Yes never forget, they served while many didn't or couldn't. They paid the price so we, America could remain free.
As a Proud Veteran, I salute those who served, and I say a special thank you, to those who paid the hard price.
It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
George S. Patton
Honor the fallen by teaching your children and grandchildren what this day is really about: It's not about mattress sales and BBQs, but sacrifice and valor.
Memorial Day is NOT about BBQs, the beach, or baseball. It’s about the sacrifices Americans in the military have made over the years and who will continue to make sacrifices into the future. Also, as a personal commentary, veterans– past, present, and future– don’t get even half the credit and honor they deserve.
The Sheepdogs by Russ Vaughn
Most humans truly are like sheep
Wanting nothing more than peace to keep
To graze, grow fat and raise their young,
Sweet taste of clover on the tongue.
Their lives serene upon Life’s farm,
They sense no threat nor fear no harm.
On verdant meadows, they forage free
With naught to fear, with naught to flee.
They pay their sheepdogs little heed
For there is no threat; there is no need.
To the flock, sheepdog’s are mysteries,
Roaming watchful round the peripheries.
These fang-toothed creatures bark, they roar
With the fetid reek of the carnivore,
Too like the wolf of legends told,
To be amongst our docile fold.
Who needs sheepdogs? What good are they?
They have no use, not in this day.
Lock them away, out of our sight
We have no need of their fierce might.
But sudden in their midst a beast
Has come to kill, has come to feast
The wolves attack; they give no warning
Upon that calm September morning
They slash and kill with frenzied glee
Their passive helpless enemy
Who had no clue the wolves were there
Far roaming from their Eastern lair.
Then from the carnage, from the rout,
Comes the cry, “Turn the sheepdogs out!”
Thus is our nature but too our plight
To keep our dogs on leashes tight
And live a life of illusive bliss
Hearing not the beast, his growl, his hiss.
Until he has us by the throat,
We pay no heed; we take no note.
Not until he strikes us at our core
Will we unleash the Dogs of War
Only having felt the wolf pack’s wrath
Do we loose the sheepdogs on its path.
And the wolves will learn what we’ve shown before;
We love our sheep, we Dogs of War.
Russ Vaughn
2d Bn, 327th Parachute Infantry Regiment
101st Airborne Division
Vietnam 65-66
“ Memorial Day isn't just about honoring veterans, its honoring those who lost their lives. Veterans had the fortune of coming home. For us, that's a reminder of when we come home we still have a responsibility to serve. It's a continuation of service that honors our country and those who fell defending it. ”― Pete Hegseth
“Hamba kakuhle (go well) my friend, ASESABI LUTHO.” As the sun quickly sets below the horizon, hiding the few tear's that escapes, I recite the pledge of the Bastard Cav, the Black Knights;
“If you are wounded,
I will carry you.
If your are captured,
I will come for you.
And if you are killed,
I will always remember you.”
“Rest Well my friends, we did something, we made the attempt.
You give Freedom all that you can, if you fail; there is no shame in that.
Honor, Courage, Duty, Sacrifice, Toil, Sweat, Tears and then Respect, those are what make us Men.
All that was lost, is worth what we all gave.”
Charles Michael Province, U.S. Army, wrote this poem:
It is the Soldier, not the minister
Who has given us freedom of religion.
It is the Soldier, not the reporter
Who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the Soldier, not the poet
Who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the Soldier, not the campus organizer
Who has given us freedom to protest.
It is the Soldier, not the lawyer
Who has given us the right to a fair trial.
It is the Soldier, not the politician
Who has given us the right to vote.
It is the Soldier who salutes the flag,
Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag,
Who allows the protester to burn the flag.
“The muster rolls on which the name and oath were written
were pledges of honor-- redeemable at the gates of death.
And they who went up to them, knowing this, are on the list of heroes.”
Brigadier General Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain U.S.A
(Civil War).
Agree or Disagree, that is your right.
Just remember that right was paid for by others with their blood.
Rhodie
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