Memorial Day originated as Decoration Day after the Civil War, established as a time for the nation to decorate the graves of the war dead with flowers and flags.
It is the rare family who does not have fathers, uncles, cousins, brothers or sisters who served – or are serving – in our armed forces, who have pledged to support and defend the Constitution of the United States,
I do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God.
Many families have lost loved ones in the line of duty. My family was lucky; all of our soldiers and sailors came home.
On Memorial Day we remember those who fought and gave their lives in service to our country.
Flags In takes place at Arlington National Cemetery and the U.S. Soldier’s and Airmen’s Home National Cemetery every Friday before Memorial Day. The 3rd U.S. Infantry (The Old Guard) honors the Fallen by placing American flags before the gravestones and niches of service members buried there. It takes approximately three hours to place the flags in front of more than 260,000 gravestones. The Old Guard soldiers remain in the cemetery throughout the weekend to ensure that a flag remains at each gravestone.
“The United States and the freedom for which it stands, the freedom for which they died, must endure and prosper. Their lives remind us that freedom is not bought cheaply. It has a cost; it imposes a burden.” — Ronald Reagan, Memorial Day speech, 1982
As I put out my flag today, I will remember all who gave their lives in service to the United States of America, and in defense of their fellow citizens. God bless them.
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Message from Kevin McCarthy…
We Will Never Forget our Fallen Heroes
Memorial Day is a day of reflection and appreciation. It is an opportunity for us to take a pause to praise the incredible sacrifices made by our service members who have helped ensure the United States remains the land of the free and the home of the brave.
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Great Uncle Al was one of the first to go to the war (WWII). He may have been drafted or enlisted, idk.
Uncle Al was an Iowa farm boy and also worked in the UPRR roundhouse, repairing locomotive engines.
Of course, the Army sent him to do tanks, Patton’s Hell On Wheels.
Uncle Al appears to have stayed in through much of the war.
He ate cats in Africa (“You’ve never been hungry,” Nannie told me).
It appears Uncle Al fought through to Berlin.
Uncle All finally came home, and within a very short period of time, drank himself to death.
Uncle Al died young, no children. Aunt Ruth was a true Ruth; she stayed with our family in Iowa and never remarried. She was the sweetest lady in the world.
Is Uncle Al a war casualty? No one considered PTS back then.
Did Uncle Al give his life in the service of our country?
idk, but i often wonder.
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I feel that way about my Uncle Allen. He was in WWI, and was gassed while fighting on the Argonne in France. He married late and never had kids, and died in his early 60’s.
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Thanks Stella. Can’t like the post right now so I just wanted you to know I appreciate it. Half my WordPress functions don’t work anymore.
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