Remembrance
One of the hardest things to read over the past few days have been the Memorial Day blog posts. Some quoted the last letters of soldiers and marines recently dead in Iraq; others cast memory back further. But the events recalled in each case stood the same distance away from everyday life. It's a gulf which no words can bridge. They'v left us behind; and we are irremediably alone with a tale begun long ago and whose ending is now in our care. Memory is a burden; and the memory of love the heaviest of all.
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A Memorial Day review
and, what are troops are fighting for: Iraq & America the Beautiful.
Duckworth said she gets through her vigorous physical therapy by focusing on her dream to fly again, either for the military or as a private pilot.
If her injuries had happened during World War II, Vietnam or even the Gulf War, doctors believe Duckworth, who lost nearly half of her blood in the assault, would have died.
But a revamped emergency medical system rushed her to battlefield surgeons, saving her life.
Why more survive...
. ____Can-do spirit rises from crash____ .
. _____PHOTOS_____
Taking Chance Home
Doug,
Thanks for that link to the story about Chance!! That was really something. (In 1991, I was privileged to escort the remains of a Vietnam MIA from California to Arlington; I think it was the high-point of my career, so I can relate somewhat to the LtCol Strobl's story, although due to the 20+ year delay, it was not nearly as emotional a time.)
Beautifully written W. Very touching.
Wretchard,
I note the very first Belmont Club post from April 2003, is a memorial to Sgt. Joseph Menusa. A fitting post to ponder.
Lincoln's words at Gettysburg, should always be on our minds. We need to be dedicated to the unfinished work, and "resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain".
John,
thanks for adding the full text. See how we work together here at the Club.
I see you also are interested in poetry.
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