The following was written by Ralph Bennett. It was originally published in TCS Daily and is reprinted here with permission.
Go and find a soldier's grave.
Make this Memorial Day really memorable.
Go and find a soldier's grave.
It shouldn't be too hard. If you're not near a military cemetery, just about any cemetery will do.
Look for the little American flags fluttering by the stones or the little bronze markers placed by the veterans' organizations.
Or walk the rows and look for those stones that impart terse
histories of short lives -- "Killed in Action on the Island of Iwo
Jima," or "KIA Republic of Viet Nam," or "Iraq 2003."
I know, I know. You do plan to watch that short parade, and the
ceremony at the flagpole. But then relatives are going to be over for
that big cookout. There's baseball and auto racing on TV, not to
mention the "Memorial Day Mattress Event" or the "Memorial Day SUV
Salesathon."
Look, just take an hour away from all that. An hour. Go out early in the morning if you have to.
Go and find a soldier's grave.
Put some flowers there. Or just pause and say a prayer. Nothing elaborate. "Thanks" will do.
Or just stop and think about what it means; what it really means to
give your life, in its prime, for your country. Look at that name there
on the stone. Think what might have been... and what was.
Some of these men and women were in uniform by choice. Some because they had no choice. Some were heroes. Some were not.
But they were there where all hell was breaking loose. They
probably had no idea they were giving "the last full measure of
devotion." They just had some instant, desperate job to do. In a
cockpit or a turret or a hole in the ground.
Did they grasp the "policy implications" of their presence on the
high seas, in the air or on some foreign soil? Did they have time for a
curse or a prayer when they saw the muzzle flashes or heard that
rushing sound, or when the bomb sent the Humvee into the air?
Go and find a soldier's grave.
You can have that hamburger and beer later, and maybe relax in the
hammock and not give a thought to that one whose life span is now an
incised line in stone -- that one who represented you, like no
Congressman could.
Go and find a soldier's grave.
Remember what duty costs.
Then just bow your head and, as Gen. George S. Patton said, do not mourn that such men died, but thank God that such men lived.
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