Yesterday we celebrated Memorial Day–a day of remembrance of those who have laid down their lives for our freedom. Several years ago I wrote a poem I’ll share with you today. OLD GLORY Look to me and remember well The days gone by and those who fell, Giving their lives for freedom’s sake Knowing their sacrifice was no mistake. Look to me and remember the present. Pray for each and every resident Who lives in this great land of ours…
Old habits die hard. Two activities stand out to me on Memorial Day. The first is to go to Wal-mart, buy flowers, and decorate my parent’s grave and now my husband’s. My parents are buried in the 1st National Cemetery in Fort Scott, KS. Every year, the cemetery conducts a memorial service for those who served our country in our defense. My son and I attended the service this year, although it had to be held inside because of the…
In reading over my dad’s letters written in May of 1945, 73 years ago, they showed that time proved to be extra-stressful. World War II had just ended with Germany, but not Japan. The battle-weary GIs longed to come home. A different rumor flew at least once a day. Would they be allowed to come home? Would they have to stay in Germany as part of the occupied forces? Would wives and children be allowed to join the GIs if…